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“Not gonna find anyone hotter than I am.”

Her smile widens. “Is that right?”

“Yeah.” I kick the door closed. Click the lock. “You disagree?”

“No. Just glad you see it.” She reaches for something on the black coffee table—my spare key. She holds it up, offering it to me. “You need this back?”

“Keep it.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.” There aren’t many things I’m sure of. Leighton being in my life is a no-brainer.

“Okay.” She picks her pink, gem-stone shaped purse off the floor and carefully tucks the key into a hidden zipper.

“Where do you find that shit?”

“Shit?”

I motion to the shiny purse.

“I assume you mean amazing clothes and accessories.”

“Of course.”

“You really need to work on your sweet talk.”

“Where do you find that amazing shit?”

She laughs. “Internet. Where else?”

“You think I’m carefully cultivating my t-shirt collection?”

She stands and cinches the towel. “Of course.” Her teeth sink into her lip as she drops the towel. “You have to find just the right shade of black.”

I can’t help but chuckle.

She motions come here.

I do.

Her fingers curl into my belt loop. She tugs at my jeans, pulling my body against hers.

There’s only one layer between my skin and hers. I need to have her. Now.

“Your jeans always hug your ass just so.” Her fingers skim my stomach. “That doesn’t happen by accident.”

“And?”

“Your hair—nobody rolls out of bed with perfect waves.”

I can’t help but smile. “What if I do?”

“I’ll hate you forever.”

“You don’t already?”

She shakes her head. Tugs at my belt loop as she takes a step backward. “You can admit you try.”

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