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“It’ll be fine. We’ll work it out.”

But before I could lean in to kiss her, she pressed a hand to my chest. “And one last thing…”

I held my breath.

“I think I love you.”

A grin split my lips as I yanked her to me. “I think I love you, too.”

31

DAPHNE

Giggling,I rolled over in bed as Bradley skimmed his lips down my chest. The sheets were tangled around my legs and I couldn’t escape him no matter how hard I tried. He’d already pulled three orgasms from me, and now the feel of his hands on my sides only made me laugh.

“You know, it really kills the mood when you laugh while I have my tongue this close to your pussy.”

“I can’t help it!” I laughed as his fingers tickled my sides. “Stop!”

Sighing, he propped his head up on his hand, giving me a devil-may-care grin that made my heart stutter. Was I really married to this man? How the hell had this happened? I threw caution to the wind and ended up with a sexy man between my thighs for the rest of my life. Somehow, it just didn’t seem real.

“You’re beautiful, Mrs. Kavanaugh.”

“And you have stuff all over your face,” I chuckled.

He pretended to frown, wiping at his lips. “Right here?” Then he moved to his nose where I knew remnants of my desire dried. “Or right here?”

“Go take a shower!” I laughed, pushing him off me, though he didn’t really move.

“Take a shower with me.”

“Nope. I’m not falling for that. I’ll get in the shower with you, and then you’ll have your hands all over me again.”

“Huh. I can’t say I’ve ever thought of that as a bad thing.”

“It is when my legs are already shaking. Now go,” I smiled, pushing at his shoulder.

“What are you gonna do?”

“Lay in bed and fall asleep.”

He crawled up my body, settling between my legs with his hard cock nudging at my entrance. “You could fall asleep with my cock inside you,” he whispered, nipping at my ear.

“There’s no way you would let me sleep.”

“No, you’re right about that.”

Sighing, he sat up, taking the sheet with him. My skin pebbled at the chill, but he only took a moment to stare at my naked body spread out for him before covering me with a blanket and wrapping it tight.

“Stay warm, Mrs. Kavanaugh,” he murmured against my lips.

Smiling, I closed my eyes and listened as he moved around the room, gathering things and most likely folding them, since that’s just the way he was. When I heard the door shut and the shower turn on, I let the sound of the soft beating water lull me into a light sleep.

But that was quickly disturbed by the sound of the doorbell. Groaning, I rolled over. “Bradley!” I called out, but he couldn’t hear me over the shower.

I really didn’t want to get out of bed, but the ringing of the bell didn’t stop. I decided against putting clothes on and opted for wrapping the blanket around me. His friends wouldn’t care, and it wasn’t like I was giving anything away. I headed downstairs, hoping with every step that whoever was at the door would simply disappear.

Unfortunately, I was not that lucky. I yanked the door open and nearly dropped my blanket.

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