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“Perfect.” The triumph on her face had me grinning back.

“I knew you’d get it right.”

She sat back, uncertain by my confidence. “You did?”

“Yep. Now what else do you need to test?”

Her brows shot up. “You’d let me put makeup on you?”

“Easy, I’m beginning to think there isn’t anything I wouldn’t let you do to me.” I reached for my beer, and she grabbed my arm.

“You’ll smudge your gloss.” Her lips twitched, and I tried to scowl, failing miserably.

“There’s plenty more there.” I took a swig. “You’d better name this after me. Since I made it look perfect and all.”

I stripped the container from her hands and dipped my finger into the well.

“I can’t name it Holt.”

“Sure you can. You made it, didn’t you?” I spread the color onto her lip, and she froze. “It does look perfect.” I cocked my head and smacked my lips together. “What’s in this? It has a hint of something . . .”

“Honey.” She blushed the same shade as her lip gloss. “I wanted it to feel good and taste good.”

“For the person wearing it?” I dropped the container of gloss on the table and leaned closer. “Or the person kissing her?”

“Both,” she whispered as I inched toward her, our mouths only a few breaths apart.

“We’re gonna have to test that part out.”

“We are?” She scooted back a little, and I followed.

“Uh-huh. I’m a very dedicated tester,” I said huskily.

“I didn’t know you’d been a tester before,” she huffed. If I didn’t know better, I’d think she was jealous.

“This is my first time. I want to get it perfect.” I ran my thumb across her mouth. Heat flared in her eyes. “What else do you need to try out?”

“This.” She darted from the sofa back over to the table. Relief practically poured from her.

“Should I be offended you were that happy to escape my kiss?”

Something in her hands clattered to the table. She met my gaze. “Probably.”

I stifled a grin at how quickly she composed herself. “You won’t evade it forever.”

A blush crept up her neck. “We’ll see.”

It was my turn to be surprised. She hadn’t shot me down. That was a start.

Hands full of I didn’t know what, she piled it on the sofa in front of me and sat back down.

“I can’t believe you’re letting me do this,” she said as she brushed something on my cheeks.

“I can’t believe you make all of this.”

“It’s not hard.”

I shrugged. “Still impressive. Have you shown anyone at the office yet?” She shook her head. “Why not?”

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