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Her proximity, along with her alluring floral scent, had his cock stirring. He moved her hand so she could feel what she was doing to him.

“Either you come back to bed, or you better go so I can get dressed without distractions.”

Her brown eyes twinkled, and for a moment, he thought she was going to agree to the former.

“I guess I didn’t wear you out too much.”

“I’m an old man, but don’t worry. There’s still plenty left in the tank, Sunshine.”

She took a step back with a sultry smile and looked him in the eye. “I can’t wait to empty your tank later.”

He was about to leap from under the covers and haul her back to bed when she opened the door, and Zach stuck his head in.

“Dinner’s ready. Get your ass up and come eat.”

Aiden scrubbed a hand down his face. “Yeah, be right there.”

Zach disappeared and Aiden shot Dakota a look.

“He just saved you from being molested.”

“I’d hardly call it saving,” she quipped over her shoulder as she walked out. “More like blocking.”

With that, she closed the door, leaving Aiden to shake his head with a chuckle.

That woman is something else.

Chapter Fourteen

Dakota

After dinner, she and Aiden helped Yvette and James clean up. She couldn’t help but smile at the two, who were obviously smitten with each other.

James hung the towel he’d been drying dishes with on the oven handle and asked, “Should we go down and see what trouble Hope has gotten in?”

Yvette giggled her agreement, but Aiden said, “I’m going to put some jeans on first.”

“Yeah, me too,” Dakota quickly added.

“We’ll see you down at the fire.”

They escaped to her guest room, and Aiden wrapped his arms around her waist the second the door closed behind them. He murmured against her neck, “Think anyone will miss us if we skip it?”

“Mmm, so tempting.”

She closed her eyes briefly to relish the feel of his lips on her skin while his hands skimmed along her stomach.

His hard cock pressed against her back. “Do you feel what you do to me?”

Dakota turned and wrapped her arms around his neck. “The feeling is mutual.” She wound a lock of hair at the back of his head around her finger. “Buuut…”

He sighed dramatically and briefly looked at the ceiling. “I hate buts.”

She smirked at his declaration, and he fumbled, “Not all buts. I like your butt.” He grabbed her ass for clarification. “But I don’t want tohearyour but.” It was his turn to smirk. “Now that I think about it, I don’t want to hear that butt either.”

She rolled her eyes. “The feeling is mutual.Butas I was saying… we will be missed. And I’d rather not fuel the gossip fire. For both our sakes.”

But mostly for his. He had to work with these people, she didn’t.

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