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I reached my hand out to grab a lock of her soft hair—something I loved being able to do now—and reasoned, “Yes, but I asked you what I did, because I honestly never would have thought you and I would wind up here.”

She tipped her head to the side, eyeing me curiously. “Really?”

My grip tightened in her hair. “Absolutely. I’ve watched you transform right before my eyes.”

Confusion washed over her face. “I don’t understand. What do you mean?”

“Hanna, you could barely say a few words to me that day I saw you at The Early Bird,” I explained. “You were so, so shy.”

“I didn’t know you,” she murmured.

“I know. But this was on another level.”

Something moved through her expression as she bit the corner of her lip. It seemed as though she was struggling to share something.

“What is it?” I asked, hoping that by urging her, she might reveal whatever was on her mind.

“You’re so handsome,” she whispered.

“What?”

Her eyes shifted to the side, heat hit her cheeks, and she repeated, “You’re so handsome.” When she returned her gaze to mine, she added, “I can’t explain it. I wasn’t exactly super talkative around other guys, but there was something about you that made it even more difficult. I was attracted to you, and it was difficult not to stare at your mouth.”

With those words, all I could bring myself to do was stare. She felt an attraction right from the start and was just too shy to admit it. I’d taken my time with her, and it seemed it might have been unnecessary.

Then again, even if Hanna had been interested from the start, I was glad I didn’t rush. It wasn’t like we’d been doing a song and dance for months or anything like that, but I certainly held myself back from doing too much too quickly.

And hindsight made me grateful that I did.

Because what I had with her tonight was a whole lot more than just a random hookup.

Apparently, I’d remained quiet for so long that Hanna started to get the wrong impression. “I know you probably think that’s stupid. It’s just that—”

“I don’t think it’s stupid at all. I think it’s sweet, just like you. The way you transformed from that timid girl into the woman you are in this bed with me now has been beautiful to witness, and I love that I still get glimpses of that shy side.”

Hanna licked her lips and began to shift her body over mine. “Well, it’s funny you should say that,” she said, her voice suddenly carrying a deep rasp and seductive edge.

I cocked an eyebrow, unsure what was happening and far too curious to do anything that might stop whatever it was.

Positioning herself so that her body was completely over mine, her legs straddling my waist and her breasts pressed against my chest, Hanna brought her mouth to within inches of mine and whispered, “You make me want to do things I’ve never done before, but I’m worried I’ll make a fool of myself.”

Now it was time for me to speak. “There’s nothing you can do in this bed with me that should ever make you feel embarrassed.”

“I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel, but I’m not sure I’ll be successful,” she confessed, wiggling her body from side to side.

My lips twitched. “Sweetness, you’re so fucking sexy, and just the thought of you wanting to do anything to please me is enough to send me over the edge. My guess is that you being naked doing anything to me isn’t going to be a bad thing.”

“You don’t mind if I try?” she asked, her voice unbelievably soft.

“Not at all. I’d love it if you would,” I promised her.

A wave of determination moved through her expression as Hanna took a few seconds to gather up the courage to do whatever she had planned to do. A moment later, she shifted into action.

After pressing a soft kiss to my lips, she moved her mouth outward and down along my jaw before making her way to my bare shoulder. I had one of my hands planted firmly on her ass, squeezing the flesh, while the fingers on my other hand remained threaded through the strands of her hair.

As she made her way down from my shoulder and toward my pecs, Hanna’s hands started exploring. Her touch was tender and soft, and I liked the way it felt almost more than I enjoyed what she was doing with her mouth.

Of course, feeling hopeful about where she was heading, I didn’t think I’d be in a battle over whether it was her mouth or her hands I preferred to have on me.

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