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My mouth watered, and it wasn’t for food.

He was so damn gorgeous. His hair was tousled, and I stared at the smooth skin stretched over lean muscles. He had the body of a swimmer, but his arms were a little brawnier. You could tell he lifted weights and boxed.

He turned, and his gaze flicked to mine. He looked me over and smiled. “Good morning.” Then his gaze moved to the side of my face and his mouth flattened.

“Actually, I feel better, if a little achy.”

He nodded. “Go and freshen up. The blueberry pancakes are almost ready.”

I hurried to the guest bedroom and into the bathroom. I took in the bruises and scrapes, and pulled a face. Not pretty. I washed up and brushed my teeth.

When I returned, he was still shirtless, and serving up pancakes.

“I didn’t think billionaires cooked.”

“How many billionaires do you know?”

“Touché.”

He circled the island. He was wearing a pair of loose, black pajama pants, and I watched the flex of his muscles as he moved. My fingers itched to reach out and touch. It was like he’d been designed to tempt me.

“Here.” He set a glass of juice and some pills on the marble. “They aren’t quite as good as the ones in the hospital, but it will help with aches.”

“Thanks.” I sipped the freshly squeezed juice, then took the painkillers. “And thanks for last night.”

He cocked a brow.

“For sleeping with me.”

His smile turned sinful.

I slapped his chest. “For holding me while we slept on your couch.”

He cupped my chin. “That was absolutely no hardship.”

My gaze locked on his dark-blue one. “The pancakes look good.”

“They’re my specialty. My niece Daisy loves them.”

I stepped closer. “I bet.”

His head lowered. “My plan was to seduce you with my pancakes.”

“You don’t need the pancakes, Kavner.”

His mouth took mine. He was gentle, lips moving softly over mine. We stood there, kissing, bodies straining against each other.

I’d stood on my own two feet for so long. I’d helped support my mom, and looked after Lexxie.

Now, when my life cracked and shattered around me, knowing that I had this man standing beside me, ready and willing to hold my hand, floored me.

There was no hesitancy as I dragged his head closer to mine. I felt a faint ache in my cheek, but it wasn’t bad. And it was totally worth it to have Kavner’s mouth on mine.

Our kisses turned longer and deeper, and desperately hungry.

With a groan, he cupped my face with gentle hands and broke the kiss. “You’re hurt.”

“I’m not that hurt.”

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