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“I would have loved to help you make my bed. Or unmake it.”

Even though her heart bumped hard, she gave him a chiding look. “Behave yourself. We said we were going to take this slowly, remember?”

“I know,” he agreed a bit reluctantly. “Still, I can’t help but fantasise occasionally.”

Which of course made her heart pound harder at the thought of him fantasising about her. She moistened her lips, trying to think of something clever to say.

A low sound escaped him as the smile slid off his face. His gaze was on her mouth now, his eyes darkened to a deep emerald. His head dipped towards hers, though he paused just short of their lips touching. Giving in to her own desire, she closed the distance.