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Oh my God. I’d said it aloud. He was going to brand me a freak and get up and leave.

How could I blame him?

I didn’t even know him. How could I love him?

But I loved how he made me feel. Valued. Seen. Understood. I’d been longing for those very things for so long.

I’d find the words to explain away what I’d said. Great sex messed with the mind. I was just babbling.

It had to be that. There was no other explanation.

He didn’t wake up. Didn’t even move. I might be rendered immobile by his weight, but he hadn’t heard me embarrass myself.

No one knew how I felt but me.

TEN

I slept betterthan I ever had in my life.

I had no idea how long I was out. Or even where I was. When I woke with my face pressed into an unfamiliar couch cushion, I took a deep breath, the scent of lavender reminding me of Kitty.

Kitty. My favorite person in the world.

I smiled, drawing in a deep breath of her. Best scent ever. I fumbled out for her, punching at the cushions when I found her missing.

There wasn’t enough room on this sofa for us. But we’d made it work.

God, had we.

My hand opened and closed again and again as I sought something—someone—who just wasn’t there.

She’d escaped. Of course she had. Because she wouldn’t just be chill about this. She’d tense up and focus on the cats. She’d demand to know what was up with our fake dating because I’d been stupid to think we could try to make it real.

Makeusreal. For a day or a year or more. Whatever happened.

All I wanted was to stay naked with her and get drunk off her skin and her smell and her taste. To laugh at weird stuff with her and make jokes that made no sense to anyone but us and leave the rest of the world outside.

Locked on the other side of the glass.

A sharp prick along my spine made me wrench my neck with a groan. Princess Goldenrod was sitting on the small of my back, washing her face.

Unbothered.

“Jesus.” I flopped down and went back to sniffing Kitty’s scent like a creeper. My lips curved almost against their will.

“She’s a pervert.”

Kitty’s throaty voice had me jerking my head up again, guiltily this time because I’d been sniffing her scent like a junkie.

Seeing her didn’t help my situation, as she was not only in her huge robe again, she’d mis-tied it so there was a gap in front that just showed a hint of her cleavage.

Instantly, I was brutally hard.

While a cat perched on top of me. Apparently, the cat wasn’t the only pervert.

Kitty stepped closer and plucked the cat off of my naked body and cuddled it close, deftly closing that gap in her robe. She sat on the coffee table opposite the couch, sliding her legs in such a way that I got a healthy glimpse of the darkness between her thighs that indicated she probably still wasn’t wearing panties.

My dick, trapped under my body, jerked in a plea for freedom. Because it wanted inside her again.

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