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“Rowan?” I quirk an eyebrow.
She comes to my side, sliding an arm around my waist. I scan her face, the terror from earlier gone. Her eyes drop to my chest and she jerks. “Oh my God, we’re not dressed. Chloe, it’s not what it looks like. We were sleep—”
Chloe throws an arm out, cutting off Rowan. “Girl, save it. I’m well-versed in how this goes. I’m far from a virgin. My son kissed a lot of frogs before he found his prince. And don’t get me started on my niece, whose husband can’t keep his hands to himself, hence why she’s pregnant again.”
I drop my lips to Rowan’s head to hide my grin.
“We were sleeping,” she mumbles.
“Well, take this man back to sleep and let me have my grand-dog for the day. I have everything she needs. Ember and I love having her at the store.”
“You sure? I don’t want to mess up her routine. Cruz trusted me.”
“Cruz is acting like a fool. She’s a dog. She adapts to everyone and everywhere.” Chloe waves her hand in the air dismissively. “She’s getting spoiled.”
I outwardly chuckle and Rowan digs her nails in my side. “Not funny.”
“I’ll swing by and pick her up around five.”
Chloe’s smile returns at my offer. “It’s settled.” She grabs the leash off the hook and pats her leg. Pepper trots to her excitedly. “Nice to meet you, Ford. See you around.”
The minute the door closes, Rowan bangs her head on my shoulder, groaning.
“Problem?”
“Chloe has a big mouth.”
She’s retreating into her safety shield.
“How’d you sleep?”
My question takes her off guard, and she tips her head, looking at me quizzically. “Better than I have in months.”
“You’re a cute sleeper.”
“You watched me sleep?”
“As soon as you curled your body around mine, I kept my eye on you.”
“We cuddled?”
“If that’s what you want to call it.”
“I’ve never… I’ve never had that.”
A slow burn simmers low in my chest. “Had what?”
“Close contact sleeping.” She hesitates, licking her bottom lip nervously. “I guess you can say it’s unusual.
“Bullshit.”
She jerks, trying to move away. I twist, trapping her against the counter, and slanting her chin.
“I’m not the kind of man who wants to dredge up those that came before me. To some, it’s a part of getting to know each other. I choose to skip it because, when it comes to you, there’s an untamable burn that singes inside.”
“Jealousy?” A small smile tugs at her lips.
“You’ll get used to it.”
