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She smiled, tangling her fingers in my hair. The two of them had been inseparable, and though it didn’t make up for the years I’d taken from them, at least it was something.

“If we’re going to keep talking about this, I’d rather leave my clothes on,” I said against her mouth.

“That’s all I have to say on the matter, except I’m glad we’ve had this time with her and all your family.”

My brows shot up. “Come again?”

“It’s not so bad living with your family. Kinda fun, actually. It’s home. I haven’t had one in a long time.”

I brushed my thumb across her cheek. “Have you thought any more about calling your parents?”

We were slowly fixing our lives, and I wanted her to have some peace.

She sighed and leaned into my touch. “I’m thinking about it.”

“Sometimes you just gotta take the plunge, Tigress.”

“I said I’m thinking about it.” Her snap had no bite to it.

“You’ve got time,” I said, turning playful. “We’re going to be under house arrest for a few more years.”

“Not we,you.”

“But we’ll be married, so you have to stick by me through thick and thin.”

“I think you mean for better or worse.”

“With you, worse is better.” That earned a yank of my hair. “Ow. What? I meant it in a good way.”

“Should I brew the coffee in the morning naked?” She was the devil. That was why I loved her so.

“Let’s not give my father a heart attack.”

“I could deliver coffee in bed to your brother and Mulaney,” she offered.

“That’s very generous, and I’m sure they’d love it, but the only one getting naked coffee is me.”

“God, you’re absolutely no fun.”

“I’ll remember that when you can’t move from how many times I’ve made you come.”

“You infuriate the hell out of me.”

“Is that why you’re trying to get my pants off?”

“I should be lifting my dress, so you’ll have something to occupy your mouth.”

I smashed my lips to hers, swollen from the make-out session on the street. If I were a better man, I’d be gentler, but I wasn’t. Sonya didn’t want gentle anyway, her greedy hands fumbling around the waist of my pants.

“Tigress?” I paused mid-unzip of her dress. She didn’t stop unbuckling my belt.

“Not now. I’m busy.”

My pants fell to the floor, her hands already under the waistband of my boxer briefs. She hadn’t even taken off my jacket yet.

“Why didn’t you drink any of your whiskey tonight?” I murmured against her neck. She froze, her fingers tightening on my underwear.

“I wasn’t in the mood?”

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