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When I pulled back, she asked, “Would you like to come over tonight?”

Was my kiss that good?

“Will your sister be there?” I asked.

She shook her head. “Absolutely not. She doesn’t live with me. She just lost her job and is helping me out until she finds more work.”

“Then yes, I’d love to see you again tonight. But I’ll bring dinner.”

“And we still have the dessert from last night,” she reminded me.

“Yes, we do.” Not sure we’ll get to eat it tonight either if I have my way.

“Will you need to leave early again?” she asked.

“I can stay, but only if I bring my work vehicle. Not that I want to run out on you first thing in the morning, but I have to finish the wall I’m working on tomorrow,” I said.

She looked puzzled. “Sam, if you’re busy, you should go home and rest so you can finish what you need to tomorrow.”

She was right. I needed to think about work and not just holding her in my arms again. Problem was it had felt so fucking good that I’m not sure I care if I’m late on my deadline. This line of thinking was so unlike me.

“How about we go out to dinner, and I drop you off at your door. This way we both get some work done tomorrow after a good night’s sleep?” Something I’m not going to get if I spend the night at your house.

“Not as much fun, but definitely the wise choice. Maybe Friday night, if we’re both free, you can come and spend the night?” she asked.

“Or maybe you would like to stay the night at my house?” I asked. “I mean, I have this room that a beautiful woman designed for me, that I am yet to explore. What do you say? Want to come and…play at my house this weekend?”

She smiled. “Are you saying that you’re going to keep the room the way I designed it?”

“I’m saying that before it all hits the trash we might as well enjoy it,” I replied.

A sex room wasn’t something I needed or wanted in my house. That didn’t mean I wasn’t going to put it to good use while I had it.

“I have been wanting to try out that couch,” she said.

“Really? With everything in that room, you want to sit on that oddly shaped couch?” I asked.

“Who said anything about sitting? And it’s not oddly shaped. It’s perfectly shaped, in the right positions,” she winked.

Oh fuck!

I knew it had a strange shape and all I could think of was that it belonged in the trash. Now I saw things differently. So many delicious positions and I can’t wait to try a few of them with you. “I’m glad you told me what it’s really for. I was thinking about putting it in my living room,” I joked. She obviously thought I was serious.

“I know plenty of people who have put them in their living room,” she said.

“A sex couch in their living room? I mean, it’s not what you want the family sitting on to watch a movie,” I tried teasing again. Based on her expression, I could tell that she wasn’t picking up on it at all. I got it. When it came to business, she was all business, just like me.

“They were all single,” she added, still with a serious tone.

“I think I’ll keep it upstairs.”

She finally cracked a smile. “Ah, now you’re talking about keeping it. Before you know it, you might not be trashing any of the stuff in there. Who knows, maybe you’ll be adding to it,” she teased.

“Guess we’ll have to try it all to find out. You might need to spend the entire weekend,” I grinned.

“Oh, that would be…wonderful, but it’s days away, and thinking about it is…sweet torture.” She kissed me briefly then added, “I might have to try that color changing vibrator all by myself tonight.”

“Are you trying to tempt me to skip dinner and have you for dessert?” I asked.

“Is it working?” she asked.

“Definitely,” I said, pulling her into my arms.

I should’ve known I couldn’t wait till Friday. Hell, I can barely wait till tonight.

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