Page 127 of A Better Place

“No?”

“I had a different dessert in mind,” she tells me, her voice soft, a little unsure, or is it just shy?

“Yeah?”

She nods her head this time, reaching up to my face and pulling me down closer to her. “I mean, if you want…”

“Want?” I ask her, my eyebrow raised. I reach for her waist, gripping tightly, and pull her in closer to me. She has to feel whether I want this or not. Her eyes flare, the deep brown glistening as her breathing picks up.

“James,” she says, breathless.

“Yeah?”

“Show me your boudoir again.” She smiles, though her voice is still breathless.

“My pleasure,” I tell her moments before I pick her up under her butt, and her legs wrap around my waist as I carry her into my bedroom.

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