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“You do you. I’ll do me. I don’t make fun of how you knit vibrator covers.”
“Probably because you – for reasons I do not want to begin to think about – bought every single model I sell.”
I bought them to support her. Because I was fascinated by the intricacy of the work she does. Soleil is an artist. It doesn’t matter if the medium is clay or yarn – she’s an artist.
“I know a good product when I see it.”
She rolls her eyes. “Whatever.”
“It’s decided? I’m staying?”
She sighs. “You need to buy a new bed. You can’t be sleeping in mine.”
“I have it on good authority you enjoyed sleeping with me.”
“We didn’t sleep together.”
I cock a brow.
“We didn’t sleep together sleep together,” she clarifies. “We just slept.”
“Exactly. We slept together.”
“You’re impossible.”
“Thank you. I do try.”
“You’re lucky I don’t believe in violence.”
“Or what? You’d whip me?” I lower my voice. “I’ll be the one doing the whipping.”
Pink colors her cheeks. Well, well. Does my little pixie enjoy getting spanked? I knew she was perfect for me.
“There will be no whipping, no tying up, no sex. Nothing of the sort.”
I can’t help myself from adding, “But we will be sleeping together.”
“Platonically. With clothes on. And a barrier between us.”
A barrier didn’t stop her from crawling to me last night.
“If I agree to the above conditions, may I continue to live with you?”
“You can stay here until you find somewhere else to live. And I want you actively searching for some place to stay. No more of this letting things happen. Plus, you need to buy a new bed to replace the one you broke.”
“Done.” I reach out my hand. When her hand touches mine, I lift it to my lips. “Thank you,” I say before brushing a kiss over her knuckles.
A pulse flutters in her neck. “You’re welcome.” When her voice comes out all breathy, she clears her throat. “Now get to ordering a bed.”
She pulls her hand away and jumps off the kitchen stool before marching away.
You can run as far and as fast as you want, pixie girl. I’m going to catch you anyway.
Chapter 11
Contact me if anyone finds a place for Brody to sleep. ~ Message from Soleil on the Winter Falls Facebook page
Icreep down the hallway to my bedroom. I don’t want to wake Brody. Waking Brody means dealing with him sleeping in my bed next to me a mere arm’s length away. My body warms at the idea. Stupid body. Yearning after someone I can’t have.
