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He lowered his face until his mouth hovered over hers. “I don’t believe you. I think you like this version of me just fine.”
Unable to argue, she lifted her chin and placed a sweet kiss on his lips. Just a quick one. He didn’t let her get away with quick, though, kissing her deeply and wrapping his arms around her waist. Lost in the pleasure of his mouth, she clung to his neck.
When they parted, she sighed happily, opening lazy eyelids. “We have plans later. We can’t only paint and do laundry and make out in the kitchen.”
“What plans?”
She trickled a fingertip down his neck and along the collar of his shirt, deciding to keep that surprise to herself. “You’ll see. But first I’m going to have to do my hair and makeup—” he stole a kiss and hummed, a sound that thrilled her down to her toes “—and change out of these dirty clothes.”
“Allow me to help.” He yanked the paint-splattered, baggy T-shirt off her shoulder and kissed her skin. Sabrina’s mind blanked of all other thought. Whenever Flynn put his lips on her, she wanted to climb him like a cat on a curtain.
“Oh, but it’d be much more fun if you let me do it,” she purred, shaking off his hold. She backed out of the kitchen, lifting the edge of her T-shirt and revealing her stomach—teasing him and having a damn good time doing it. “I’ll just throw these dirty clothes in the washer.”
“You think this is going to work. You think I’ll just follow you wherever you lead because you have no clothes on.” But even as he spoke, he followed her every backward step toward the hallway.
She whipped the shirt over her head and tossed it to him. He caught it before it smacked him in the face and gave her the most delightful, reprimanding glare.
“Yup. I do.” She rolled down the waistband of her sweatpants and turned, revealing the back of her black lace thong. She peeked over her shoulder to bat her lashes and found Flynn’s gaze glued to her body. When that gaze ventured to her face, an inferno of heat bloomed in his eyes.
“You’re right,” he growled. He gave her a wicked grin, and then broke into a run. She yipped and giggled, dashing down the long hallway for the sanctuary of the laundry room. He caught her easily, before she was even halfway there, but she didn’t put up even the weakest of fights.
