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Marcus shrugs. "Oh, well. Good thing that I don't give two shits about his blessing."

Blessing.My eyes widen. "What are you saying?"

Marcus lowers himself until his chest is flush against mine, his elbows caging me in without dropping his weight on me. "I'm saying that you're stuck with me. For as long as you'll have me. And I don't care if your father has a problem with it."

My eyes water. I wriggle my arms until I can free my hands and cup his face. "I love you."

Marcus bridges the distance between our mouths, his lips grazing mine. "I love you, too. And I will make you mine."

"I'm already yours. Was from the moment you pulled me into the laundry room." I smirk.

"Good, because I was thinking about testing out every room in the pool house as well." He pulls back, his eyes darkening.

"Now?" I press farther into the pillow.

Marcus cocks his head and grinds his groin against my core.

"Any objections,Keller?"

"Give me your worst, Baxter."

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