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“Um.” I blink again. “Those are expensive houses, but I’m still stuck on ‘um.’”
He grins. “And I have a lot of money.”
“Yeah, still there with ‘um.’”
“For fuck sake, Olivia.” He taps my nose. “How much more obvious can a man be? You’re going to find a house and I’m going to buy it. Then we—you, me, baby Stone—will move into the house and live there.”
“Just like that?”
“Just like that. And you’re not going to fight me on it either. I know what you’re bloody like. This is for us. We’ll raise our baby in a proper family house, with a big kitchen, a playroom, a nursery, and a giant garden.”
“Garden.” I grin. “And what exactly are you going to do with this garden?”
He pulls me close again. “I’m going to buy a summerhouse and put a bed in it so I can fuck you outside in the summer,” he murmurs low. “So you should consider finding a house where there are no people.”
I smile into his kiss. “You bet. Now how about getting me out of this place so I can start?”
He frowns at me. “Nice try. You’re still rehydrating.”
“Ugh.” I drop back on the bed. “I hate hospitals. The mattresses are like oversized bricks and the pillows are never, ever hard enough. It’s one extreme to the other. Plus all the ‘coming in in the middle of the night’ crap and the checking every time I pee? Not cool. Not cool.”
“They won’t let you go home until you can eat a couple meals and keep them down, and they check your pee to make sure you’re rehydrating. Now get back into bed and stop complaining.”
He lifts me up, pulls the covers back, and puts me into bed like I’m a child.
“You’re an awful nurse. I want to swap you.”
He laughs. “I have my own ways to get you better, baby girl, none of which can be applied here.”
“Does it involve a tongue?”
“You are the horniest dehydrated woman ever.”
I sigh and drop my head back. “I think it’s hormones. One minute, I’m sick. The next, I’m dying for an orgasm. If it carries on, I might have to tie you next to me in bed so I can jump you whenever I feel the urge.”
“So I look after you when you’re sick and you’ll reward me with sex?” Tyler raises his eyebrows. “Well. I can live with that.”
“That’s exactly it. You did a really good job yesterday, so lock the door and come here.”
He laughs loudly and I grin.
“Liv, you’re sick. As much as I’d love to rip off those knickers and bury myself inside you, it’s highly inappropriate.”
“So is fingering me in a nightclub and eating my pussy on a boat on the Seine, but that never stopped you before.”
He opens his mouth then closes it again. “But you’re sick. You weren’t then.”
“I’m not sick now. But I am being kept here against my will and I can’t even get an orgasm out of it.”
Tyler laughs again and covers my mouth with his. “Behave yourself, Liv. You’re tempting me, and it’s bad.”
I groan and reach for my water. I sip it several times before I put it back down. Seriously, it’s not my fault if I’m suddenly horny. It’s not like I can turn it off. And now that I’m not vomiting anymore, I can notice the fact that I do want sex.
Not that I don’t ever not want sex with Tyler. It’s just incredibly tempting right now.
For real. What does a girl have to do to get an orgasm around here?
“She has to eat and keep it down and not have an IV coming out of her arm,” Tyler answers.
