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“And my dick.”

“Ugh! I want my own room.”

“I’ll meet you halfway.”

“Which means what?”

“I’ll sleep on the couch in here and you can take my bed.”

“That’s not going to work. I sleep naked.”

I smirked. “So do I.”

“All the more reason to have separate bedrooms.”

“There’s no need to be shy, I’ve already seen every inch of your body.”

She adamantly repeated, “I want my own room.”

“What’s mine is yours.”

“This isn’t a marriage.”

“Not yet.” I stood, never breaking eye contact. “But for now, I’m already inside you.”

Hazel

I stared up at the ceiling. “God, what did I do to deserve this?”

“You rode my cock.”

I snapped my attention to him.

“Or maybe it was when I fucked you doggy style?”

“Ledger…”

“Or it could be when you were against the window?”

“Ledger…”

“How about when you were on the desk or we were in the shower?”

“Okay!” I raised my hands in the air, stopping him. “On that note, I have some work to do.”

Before he could object, I turned and left.

The nerve of that man; he truly knew no bounds. I shouldn’t be shocked he’d pull a stunt like this. He was invading my personal space in a way I hadn’t prepared for or anticipated. It felt like we were playing house, and it was too close for comfort to me.

I couldn’t do this again, especially with him. I wish I could say I wasn’t attracted to him anymore, though I’d be lying through my teeth. My body responded to his presence the same way it used to, and I was beginning to think I never really hated him as much as I thought I did.

I tried to focus on why I was there in the first place. Except he had pictures of us in his stunningly beautiful house. It was huge, way too big for only one person. The farther I walked around, the more I felt warmth and love through these walls.

Unable to resist, I snooped around his bedroom when he was in the shower. Feeling free to roam, I peered around the massive space, getting a good look around. A huge black armoire was positioned on the far-left wall. Two glass doors on my right led out to the balcony, overlooking his ranch.

The setting sun made his view captivating.

His suite was three times larger than the guest room, which was quite impressive. The walls were painted a dark shade of gray with expensive black-and-white art hung evenly. Two black end tables sat on each side of his bed with detailed wood carvings along the edges that matched the bed frame.

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