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“Amazingly and incredibly decent. A true gentleman.”
“That’s better.” I dipped my head to kiss her gently. When I pulled away, I smiled at her. “You make me a better man.”
Rubbing her thumbs along my jawline, Gaby returned my smile. “Smooth, Fitzgerald. Very smooth.”
I laughed. “I have my moments.” At Gaby’s sudden shiver, I asked, “Are you cold?”
“A little. I should’ve brought a coat to wear with this dress.”
“As hot as you look in it, it would’ve been a shame for you to cover up,” I teasingly replied.
“I’m sure I’ll warm up once I get inside.”
Since I couldn’t have her freezing her fine ass off, I shrugged out of my blazer. “Here.”
“Thanks, Noah.” Before she took it, she held out her purse to me. “Could you hold this?”
I took the tiny black thing in my hand. “I’m pretty sure holding it revokes my mancard.”
“Oh, please. It’s just a measly purse.”
“I think the size makes it worse.”
Ignoring me, she pulled my blazer on. “Mm,” she murmured as she closed her eyes in bliss.
“Feel warmer?”
Her eyes popped open to pin me with a stare. “It’s more that it smells like you.”
I licked my lips. “You like smelling like me?”
“Yes.”
“I like the smell of me on you. I like marking you.” My lips grazed against her ear. “Tonight I’d like to mark you in another way.”
When Gaby shivered this time, I knew it was from my words, not the cold. “You’re being a naughty boy,” she replied.
“I guess you’ll have to punish me.”
A nervous giggle escaped her lips. “Are you into…” She swallowed hard. “You know, that?”
“If bythat, you mean punishing by spanking, I like a good one every now and then.” Lowering my voice, I added, “Just like you did at bowling.”
I couldn’t help laughing at her somewhat frightened expression. “Easy now. I’m not talking about whips and chains. Just a good, hard smack from time to time.”
“I knew what you meant.”
“Are you sure? Because you look like I just told you I wanted you covered in leather and wearing a ball gag while I lashed you with a whip.”
Gaby’s dark eyes bulged at my comment. “I mean, to each his or her own, but—”
“That’s not you.”
She furiously shook her head. “No, it’s not.”
“Not to kink shame anyone, but it’s not me either.”
A relieved breath whooshed out of her lips. “Thank God.”
