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Jimmy paused in the doorway. “I’m enjoying the view.” His gaze was as warm as the candlelight that fluttered on his skin, and it was fixed where she was lying, propped against pillows piled high against the headboard.

She smiled. “I don’t know what I’d have done without you the past week and a half.”

He merely shrugged. He was shirtless, his muscular chest bare. He looked delicious, silhouetted in the semidarkness, a black line of wild curling hair bisecting his pecs and arrowing downward as if pointing to the most intimate part of him.

Just gazing at him made everything inside Edie ache and grow tight. She’d never felt this way about a man before.

Noticing the open bottle of champagne and two long-stemmed glasses dangling from his fingers, she frowned. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I think thats meant for the Darden wedding.”

“What did they order?” he asked, grinning. “A hundred cases?” He shrugged. “They won’t miss one bottle.”

She couldn’t help but smile again. “You’re positive about that?”

“Yeah. And this was a premeditated act,” he admitted huskily. “I even chilled the bubbly a couple of hours ago.” He moved into the room. “Somehow I figured we’d wind up in bed….”