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His cock pulses.

He thrusts through his orgasm, groaning my name as he comes.

When he’s finished, he untangles our bodies and pulls me into his lap.

“You’re fucking amazing.” He presses his lips to my neck. “I ever tell you that?”

“Yeah, but I don’t mind hearing it again.”

“Don’t go anywhere.”

“I live here.”

“No, Leigh.” He wraps his arms around me. “Don’t leave.”

Chapter 34

Ryan

The next few days are paradise.

I see Leighton every break at work.

Spend every night at her place.

Sunday, she finishes work early and laces up her running shoes. I can’t join her—I’m stuck finishing this sleeve—but I promise to work her hard after.

She begs for the mercy of my air conditioning.

I offer her my spare key.

Somehow, I manage to focus on work even with my client teasing me about my relationship with the hot purple-haired chick.

I manage to get to my car, drive home, park.

My thoughts turn dirty the second I step inside.

Leighton is sitting on my couch in nothing but a black towel.

Fuck. That’s a welcome home.

She tugs at the soft cotton. “You have to admit this is overboard.”

“What about it?”

She points to the black couch. The black dining table. The black coffee maker. The black frames.

“Should I get red frames?”

“Purple.”

“Buy them. I’ll put them up.”

“You’ll let me decorate your apartment?”

“You have good taste.”

Her dark lips—her makeup and hair are as perfect as always—press into a smile. “What if I adorn the walls in posters of hot rock stars?”

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