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She frowned out the window at the passing landscape, soaked in bright sunshine. “It sucks sometimes how well you know me.”
“Hand it over and I’ll give you my phone. It’s right in my gallery. Latest pictures.”
“Latest pictures? So this pervishness is a recent thing?” Shaking her head, she reached into the backseat and dragged out her bag. “Never mind. You’ll think I’m a pervert too once you read what’s in this notebook. But in my defense, I was extremely hormonally challenged at the time and extremely—”
In love with you and didn’t have a clue how to tell you.
“What?” he prompted.
“I wrote the songs in high school.” She tugged out the notebook and just held it for a moment, closing her eyes. So much of her life was on those pages that just handing it over felt like giving him a glimpse at her soul. Not that she hid anything from him, but this was different.
Once he read this, he would know exactly how much she’d craved him. How she’d been damn near obsessed.
“Yeah, and?”
“You know how it is when you’re a teenager. Everything is very over the top. It’s not to be taken seriously.”
“Yeah, because you’re so far away from your teen years now.”
“Sheesh, teen comments twice in one day. I’m twenty-three.”
“Thanks for the tidbit.” He wiggled his fingers. “Give it.”
“Uh uh. Phone first.”
He pried it out of his jeans pocket and dropped it her lap, then simply snatched the notebook and tucked it in the space between his seat and the door. “Go ahead.” He nodded at the phone. “Check out the lewd, inappropriate pictures I took of you.”
Sensing a rat—in the shape of her very sexy husband—she picked up his cell and clicked on his photos. The first one that came up was of her curled up on their bed, her legs slightly parted. She was obviously asleep and still wearing her bikini from swimming earlier that day. “This was from last week.”
“Mmm-hmm.”
Aside from her breasts defying gravity in their triangle cups and her belly looking pretty round over her bikini bottoms, she didn’t see anything lewd on that one. Nor did she see anything inappropriate on the next one, which was of her on her back, knees akimbo. Still unconscious.
“Weirdo creeper,” she said, thumping him in the belly. “Taking pictures of me when I’m asleep. And they’re not evenhotones, for fuck’s sake.”
“I beg to differ. Those are extremely hot shots. Your tits are huge and straining against your bikini top. Those strings are barely holding them in.”
She bit her lip. “Yeah, okay.” She didn’t get the whole breast fascination thing unless it involved a crispy outside layer and came in a bucket, but whatever. She couldn’t say she minded him perving on her chest.
“Your belly is swollen with my baby and your navel is poking out just the slightest bit. So damn sexy.”
“Hmm.”
“And the dirtiest part of all? Between your legs I can see the faintest outline of your clit piercing.”
“You can not.”
“Yes, you can. Look closer.”
She squinted. “I see nothing. And if this is what I traded my notebook for, you better plan on living between my thighs tonight because I demand recompense.”
“What part of me between your thighs?”
“All of them,” she grumbled. “On a steady rotation.”
He chuckled. “I can do that.”
“Con artist. Making me give up my secrets for a picture of—of—”
