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“How long are you here?”

“For as long as you are.”

I snap my head up, searching his face and seeing nothing but honesty. “You’re staying with me? How?”

“Entire work station being delivered next week. I’ll set up in the sunroom. I’ll have to travel a little for work and appointments, but otherwise, this is my home base for a while.”

I let

out a muffled cry and kiss all over his face, my heart swelling. Then I realize what he said and freeze.

“Shaw?” I lean back and narrow my eyes at him. “How’d you know I have a sunroom?”

He doesn’t miss a beat, picking me up and taking us toward my room. “Because I own this place.”

“You what?” I screech.

“Well, not really own it. I leased it until you decided to come home. There was no way you were living in an extended stay hotel, no matter how nice it was.”

“You are ridiculous! And the car service? Is that you, too?”

“Absolutely.”

“The weekly cleaning service?”

“Yep.”

“The food delivery for the entire floor every shift I work?”

“Yep.”

“The clowns, magicians, and face painters for the kids?”

He pauses and shakes his head in defeat. “Nope, my nosy and interfering brothers did that.”

“I can’t believe you!” I beat on his shoulders, trying to sound mad.

We reach my bed and he lays me down, pulling out of me but situating between my legs. He props on his elbows and runs his fingers down my temple and through my hair. “Baby, it’s no secret I hated you leaving, but I understood. Even nine-hundred miles away, I made sure you were safe, happy, and taken care of.”

“I am so lucky,” I tell him honestly. “Thank you.”

“You thank me by loving me, and possibly by letting me fuck the hell out of you on the kitchen counter again.”

“Shaw!”

“Seriously hot. The bed, the wall, the desk, the boat deck… all of them are great, but hearing, seeing, and feeling you go wild on that island ranks up there in my favorites.”

I giggle, threading my fingers into his hair and nipping at his bottom lip. “We should probably get our clothes and sanitize the kitchen before Claire comes back.”

“She’s not coming back tonight. I got her a hotel room.”

“This is where she lives.”

“I know, but she actually offered, knowing you and I have been apart for the longest two weeks of my life and that we needed some privacy. She’ll be back tomorrow afternoon. By then, maybe I’ll be able to behave.”

“Behave, huh? That doesn’t sound like near as much fun.”

“Say the word, Biz, and I’ll rent her, her own apartment for the remainder of the assignment, and we’ll have this place to ourselves.”

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