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Gunther is fully facing me now, only one foot on the floor. He leans toward me on the bed, where I’m hugging a pillow against my middle.
“You don’t?” Gunther asks.
I shrug. “I dunno. Sometimes I think this life is so hard for some people that I wish there was one, so they have it easy in the next life, you know?”
He sighs. “Yeah. I know.”
“But then I think that can’t be right. We’re meant to live this life as if we’re only gonna be worm food when we die. So we should work to improve life for people—and animals—while we’re still here.”
There’s a long pause, so long that I think I might have said something so stupid that he doesn’t know how to respond. Or he’s trying to figure out a way out of this conversation.
“I think you’re a remarkable woman, Sara.”
His words flood me with warmth. He doesn’t look as if he feels uncomfortable by my rambling. Gunther’s eyes sparkle with empathy. He’s a better human being than he knows.
“A remarkable pain in your ass,” I chuckle.
He doesn’t laugh. “I like a woman who keeps me on my toes.”
Oh boy. That feels like flirting.
“Gunther?”
“Yeah?”
Damn, I love saying his name, and I love the rough way he responds when I say it.
“I don’t know what kind of man I like, but I like you.”
He blows out a breath. “I shouldn’t have said that.”
“Why not?”
“Because I have no business flirting with you. Or being in your bed.”
“Point of clarification,” I say. “It’s your bed, and you are absolutely awesome at flirting. Because it’s working.”
“Irrelevant. I shouldn’t want someone like you.”
“Why not? Because you’re my babysitter?”
“No, because I’m old and jaded and boring. You have your entire life ahead of you—”
Gunther goes quiet when I press a finger to his lips. “I’m a big believer in doing what feels good. Nobody asked me for my hand in marriage. If you want to be with me, then be with me.”
“Sometimes there’re consequences for that.”
I shrug. “But if it’s not hurting anybody….”
“That’s just it; I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You can’t hurt me. It’s not in your nature.”
He stares at me for a long minute, both of us leaning in close. I can see the glint of a gold chain around his neck. Then, I do what my heart wants, and hook my finger in it the chain, pulling him closer.
Gunther’s mouth slants over mine in a soft, warm kiss.
Waking up and kissing someone cute in the witching hours feels so damn good to me, but Gunther’s kisses are a whole other level of sexy.
