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“Thanks.”
“Lix, don’t overthink it. If it’s good, then let it be good.”
“Talk to you later.” I click off the cell and toss it on the nightstand, not letting Cole’s words of wisdom ring in my ear. It’ll lead to nothing but trouble in my already boggled mind.
I lay back on the bed, rolling onto my side.
“Good morning,” Chosen says in a crushing, sleepy tone.
My eyes meet her weighted ones. Damn. She’s beautiful. It feels wrong having something so precious in my bed.
“Hey.” I push the hair back from her cheek. “How’d you sleep?”
“Good.” Her lips curve into a seductive smile. One she’s probably putting no effort into.
Yeah. I could get used to this. Fuck!
“Hungry?” I’ll feed her. It’s that, or slip my hand under the covers to discover more of her sweet spots.
Her lips purse. “Coffee?”
“Sorry, I don’t drink the stuff.”
Her head pops from the pillow. “Really?”
“Really.” I chuckle, snatching a strand of her hair and running my fingers down it.
“Oh, well.” She sits up, smacking her hand on the mattress. “This is never going to work!”
I grab and haul her naked body on top of mine. “Giving up so easily?”
She sets her palms on the bed and rises. Her pointed nipples dangle over my chest. “I need my coffee.” She grins down at me.
I reach under her arms and draw her teasing tits to my mouth. I latch my lips around her pert nipple and suck—her back arches. A moan escapes her. “You like that? Naughty girl.”
“Woman,” she corrects among another deep, throaty moan. “Naughty woman.” She giggles.
Man, she’s fantastic. I bite her nipple a few times, toss her on her back, and jump out of bed.
She pushes up on her forearms. “Where are you going?”
“To get you some damn coffee. You’re not tossing in the towel yet.”
“Lix.” I look down at her beautiful naked body, tits blushing back up at me. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Yeah.” I find her eyes. “I know.” I gaze back, fighting hard not to jump in bed with her. “Be right back.” I grab my jeans, pull them on, and leave the bedroom.
Thankfully, the office has coffee. So I make a pot and bring it back to my flat. She’s wearing my T-shirt and looking right at home.
The perfection of the scene before me—I want it forever.
And it scares the fuck out of me.
To think all she wanted was the truth; all I needed to do was trust her enough to give it.
I lift the pot. “Coffee.” I head toward her.
“You didn’t have to—”
