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“I had a two-bedroom, two-bathroom bungalow loaded with color and personality. Most of that is in storage. If I make the move to get it out of storage, can you handle the color?”

She’s bordering on fits when it hits me. “You want to add some personality to this space?”

“Not only this space. Is an entire house of color and decoration going to eradicate your masculinity?”

She says it so seriously, I fight back the urge to grin. “I’ll live.”

“Well, then maybe next weekend we can go to my storage and—”

“Tomorrow,” I cut her off briskly.

“Tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow is Saturday. No need to wait until next weekend.”

“But I work tomorrow.”

“Your mom and you packed your shit meticulously with labels. Tell me what you want and I’ll get it.”

“I haven’t spoken to Cruz and Alex yet.”

“I’ll handle that, too.”

“Ford, I’m living there. It should come from me.”

“Baby, you’re telling me you’re finally giving in. I’m not waiting another week.”

She casts a glance over my shoulder, nibbles on her lip, and gives a brief nod. “I’ll call them on the way to dinner.”

“Fine.”

“And I’m not giving in. It’s a strategic move in the next stages of our relationship.”

“You want to argue while my dick’s still in you?”

“You can’t possibly…”

I rock into her, my cock ready to go again. “Always, baby.”

Her lips part and I know I have her.

“We’re already late,” she tries.

“Don’t give a shit.”

I walk us to my bed, lying back and adjusting her on top. “Let’s talk about that self-discipline.”

“I have none, obviously.”

“Good, baby, because I’m learning that works to my advantage.”

She narrows her eyes, but before she can speak, I thrust up.

She moans, her hips gliding back and forth, and her gaze traveling over my torso appreciatively.

“Having no restraint definitely has its benefits.” Her nails skim over the ink on my chest. “But now that I have your attention.”

“Even if you weren’t sitting on my cock naked, you’d have my attention.”

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