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Marcus brushed his nose against her cheek, used his fingertips to draw circles on her back.

“I have a ton of activities planned, and a romantic evening at the château’s spa that you’ll never, ever forget.”

His enthusiasm was contagious, and soon Simone was wearing a smile as wide as his. “I can’t wait to leave,” she confessed. “I just hope it isn’t freezing cold there.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll be there to warm you up.”

“I look forward to it.”

His eyes danced over her face, then crawled down her chest.

“All those extra training sessions with that reality star are really paying off,” she purred, squeezing his biceps. “You’ve beefed up a lot these past few months.”

His chest inflated with pride. “I love when you stroke my ego.”

“And I love when you stroke me.”

Marcus crushed his lips to her moist, lush mouth. His kiss scorched her, set every nerve ending in her body on fire. Swathing her hands around his neck, she stroked the back of his fine, smooth hair. Simone felt a hint of his tongue, and used hers to coax his out of his mouth. Their tongues touched and lapped, played and teased.

Nothing compared to kissing him, to being in his arms.