Page 42 of His Favorite Mistake

“In the bad way or the good way? Because I’m never really sure.”

He shook his head, smiling. “Yep, I’m a dead man.”

“That was a serious question.”

“And this is my serious answer. You asked me ifI want you.” He lifted my wrist to his mouth and kissed the bracelet’s tiny clasp, his breath warm against my skin. “Baby, I can’t remember ever wanting anything or anyone more.”

EPILOGUE

Jed

An angel was singingin my ear.

I groaned and pulled a pillow over my head to drown out the sound. Even angels were annoying at the crack of dawn after I’d been up almost all night to meet a deadline. My next book was launching in hardback, a big step up for me, and I’d been burning lots of midnight oil to get it finished. I’d also been pushing so hard to get the book done so I could join Peyton the next time she had to travel.

But now she was here, seducing me with her silky voice. Strumming the guitar, she crooned about last loves, which made me open an eye and stare at the zigzag pattern of my pillowcase. Peyton’s doing.

Everythingwas Peyton’s doing, including the fact that I’d been up so late last night. She’d just returned from a brief European tour. She was doing so well with the new songs she’d integrated into her show that she’d rushed home to head right into the studio. The plan was to get them added to her upcoming album, her dream come true. Her excitement had magnified my usual desire for her until I’d had to take her in the front hall.

Again.

Being away from her sucked. Now that she was back home for a few weeks, I planned to spoil her rotten.

Once I finished spanking her for waking me up so damn early with her sexy singing.

I rolled over and tossed aside the pillow. “You are in so much trouble—” I broke off, realizing she wasn’t only singing and playing the guitar beside me in bed.

She was doing it naked, wearing only her handcuff bracelet and a smile.

“Get over here,” I demanded, hooking a hand around one shapely ankle.

“Mind the guitar!” After depositing her instrument safely on the floor, she wriggled on top of me, her face lowering for her customary morning kiss.

I hadn’t been much of a kisser before her, but she hadn’t given me much choice except to learn to love it.

Eh, who was I kidding? I loved every chance I got to have her lips on me. Or my lips on her, wherever they might land.

“About time you wake up, old man.” She poked my shoulder, giggling at the rumble in my chest. “Sleeping half the day away. We have things to do. Important things. Like—”

I flipped her over on her belly, holding her down with the press of my body into hers and my hand gently clamped on the back of her neck. “Like me paddling this sweet little ass then fucking you raw?” I grated into her ear.

Instantly, she went limp. “That’s also a good plan.”

I couldn’t help laughing. Instead of spanking her, I eased down her body to kiss the line of her spine. She arched upward to get more of my mouth, and I dipped his hand between her legs to rub her swollen slit. “Already wet for me.”

“Always,” she whispered.

That was sterling truth.

As much as I wanted to continue on this path, I had something else in mind for this morning. Or afternoon. Whenever she’d so cruelly chosen to wake me up.

Moving back, I lightly tapped her perfect ass. It was still slightly flushed from the fun they’d had last night. “Stay right here.”

“But—”

“Peyton.”

As always, that stilled her. Her murmured, “Yes, Sir,” made me smile as I rose to walk over to my dresser.

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