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As if she were made for me.

“Stay the night,” I say to her minutes later as I leave the bed to go to my bathroom and toss the condom. I grab a clean washcloth and soak it with warm water, squeezing out the excess before I bring it back to the bed, so I can gently wash her between her legs.

Her gaze meets mine, and I swear I see a flash of fear in her eyes. “I should probably go home.”

“Come on.” I finish cleaning her up and then dump the washcloth on top of the nightstand before I turn toward her, wrapping her up in my arms. “Stay here.”

“I am tired.” She yawns as if to prove it.

“I’d rather know you were safe here with me than driving home so late at night,” I admit, sounding like a dad concerned for his kid.

My feelings for her aren’t dad-like. Not at all. I want to keep her in my arms all night long. I want to hold onto her and never let her go.

Clearly, I have a problem. I’m obsessed with this girl, and I’m desperate to know if she feels the same way.

What if she doesn’t?

I can’t think about that. Not now.

Her body relaxes into mine the moment she mentally gives in, and she smiles. “Okay. I’ll stay.”

Relief pounds in my blood as I pull her in as close as I can get her, her face buried against my neck, her hair brushing my mouth and jaw. I don’t mind though. I don’t ever want to let her go.

* * *

I wakeup to a soft ass pressed against my thigh and a raging hard-on.

Good morning to me.

Turning my head, I open my eyes to find Joanna with her back facing me, her long hair strewn across the pillow. She wiggles in her sleep, pressing her ass onto my thigh, and I withhold the groan that I’m desperate to let loose, not wanting to wake her.

She is so damn soft.

Carefully, I reach out, threading my fingers through her hair, stroking the soft strands. They cling to my fingers as I continue to touch her, desperate to ignore the ache in my balls, thanks to her plump ass basically grinding on my thigh.

Jo Jo is going to be the death of me.

I slept like a damn baby last night, passing out only a few minutes after she said she’d stay with me. I didn’t wake up once, which is shocking because I’m not used to sharing a bed with someone.

Didn’t mind sharing my bed with this particular woman. A man could get used to waking up like this every morning.

I can sense the moment she awakens. There’s a shift in her breathing, and she moves differently. With more purpose. She glances over her shoulder, her wide eyes meeting mine and I smile at her.

“Morning,” I greet.

“Good morning.” She whips her head forward, starting to shift away from me, and I rest my hand on her hip, keeping her in place.

“Don’t move,” I tell her, my voice gruffer than I intended.

She stiffens. “Why not?’

“I like feeling your ass pressed up next to me.”

A disbelieving noise escapes her. “Uh huh.”

“I’m serious.” I roll to my side, letting her feel my erection. “Woke up with this. Think I owe your ass a thank you.”

Joanna laughs. “Knox, really?”

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