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She nodded happily. “I do.”

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Xander stopped in the doorway on his way back out from the kitchen to the back yard where Tori was sitting. She really did remind him of some mythical creature. Sitting leaning against the big old oak tree with her eyes closed as she was now, he could almost believe that she was a sprite – or a fairy, or elf, he wasn’t sure which was which, he just knew that she reminded him of the magical people he’d read about when he was a kid, and she’d been so elusive in his life so far that he’d come to think of her as one of them.

She turned a contented smile on him and raised her eyebrows. “Did you change your mind about having another drink out here?”

He chuckled; he knew what she was thinking – she was about to suggest that they should go upstairs instead. He hurried out and handed her a drink. “I was just taking a moment to enjoy the fact that I’m here with you again – and that this time, we’re together. We’ve got all night to start making up for lost time, but I want to enjoy this kind of time together, too.”

“I know what you mean. You have no idea how many times I sat here wondering if I should just be brave and tell you how I felt.”

He sat back down next to her and slipped his arm around her waist. “Probably not as many times as I wished that you believed me when I tried to tell you how I felt.”

“I’m sorry.”

He kissed the tip of her nose. “There’s no need. We got here in the end – everything works out in its own time.”

She nodded happily and took a swig of the vodka he’d brought her. “True. Although, if you keep plying me with this stuff, I may fall asleep on you – and it’s not the right time for that. We spent enough nights sleeping next to each other – now we can do so much more than sleep.”

He ran his hand over her hair. “We can. And I’m glad, but I have to tell you that I’m also looking forward to sleeping with you – not just sharing your bed, but sharing space. We might not be snuggly sleepers, but I think we should test the theory to see.”

She laughed and looked down into her glass. “This stuff is going straight to my head. Is it going to yours, too?”

“No. Why?”

She shrugged. “I just never expected to hear you talk like that.”

He knew exactly what she meant. “I know, right? Who would have guessed that you’d be the horny one and I’d be the romantic?”

She laughed. “I wouldn’t exactly put it that way.”

“No?”

She knocked back the rest of her drink and crawled up onto his lap. He closed his eyes, and heat coursed through his veins when she wrapped her arms around his neck and rocked against his already eager dick.

“Are you telling me that you’re not horny?”

He shook his head slowly. “I’m not saying that I’m not, just that I’m more focused on getting close to you emotionally than physically.”

“Is that so?”

His hands came up to grip her hips when she pressed her full breasts against his chest and nuzzled her lips just under his ear. “It is,” he breathed.

“Hm.” She swung one leg over so that she was straddling him.

With her breasts now in his face, and his dick pressing into the heat between her legs, he had to admit defeat.

“How about now?” She started to rock her hips, but she didn’t get the chance to torment him before he closed his arms around her and got to his feet.

With her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs around his waist, she laughed as he strode back to the house. He kicked the kitchen door closed behind them and grunted, “Lock it.”

Tori did as he asked, laughing the whole time. The feel of her body shaking with laughter in his arms as he made his way upstairs only made him harder for her.

He closed the bedroom door behind them with his foot, and she leaned back to look into his eyes.

“And you don’t think it’s romantic to carry your girl off to bed?”

He narrowed his eyes at her. “Horny.”

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