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“Ugh.” She batted his hand. “It’s dirty. I need to wash it.”

“I don’t care if your hair is dirty.” He spread it out and feathered it over his skin. “It’s still sexy.”

She lifted her head from his chest and wriggled her eyebrows. “My dirty hair is sexy?”

He ran his hand down her shoulder, under her arm, and along the side of her breast. “Everything about you is sexy.”

“Mmmm.” Her eyes turned from sleepy to playful. “I see someone doesn’t want to leave the bed.”

He smiled and scooted down so he could kiss her. “Why would I want to leave the bed when you’re in it?”

She met his lips in a long, languid kiss, sighing into his mouth. “Don’t know. Thought you might have…” She stroked her tongue out and flicked the tip over his already-extended fangs. “…work or something.”

“Something.” He sank into her kiss, ran his hand down her thigh, and hiked her leg over his hip. “I do have something… to do.”

“Oh yeah?” She ran her hand along his nape, playing with the ends of his short hair, which needed to be trimmed. “What’s that?”

“I need to debrief you about…” He traced the lace trim on her panties. “…something very important. This underwear has to go.”

“Just the underwear?” She bit his chin. “I mean, I can leave the pajamas on, but you might have to get creative.”

“Ha ha.” He began tugging. “I could rip these off.”

“You better not. This is my last clean pair of pj’s.”

She quickly shoved her sleep shorts and underwear down her legs, kicking them down to the foot of the bed. Baojia lifted her shirt up and teased her breasts, making her arch her back and sigh happily.

He was just pulling her shirt over her head when the door creaked open.

“Mom?”

Nooooo.

“You forgot to lock the door?” she hissed.

“Stay.” Baojia poked his head up from the covers. “Sarah, go to bed.”

“I’m thirsty.”

“Uh-uh.” His voice was sharp. “Bed. Now.”

She pretended to sniff. “But I miss Mom.”

Natalie shoved the tangled hair out of her face and lifted her head. “Sarah, honey, what did Dad say?”

“But—”

“I said good night to you earlier.”

“But—”

“I’m gonna use amnis on her,” Baojia muttered. “Don’t think I won’t.”

“Shhh.” Natalie was trying to bite back a laugh. “You are not.” She raised her voice. “Sarah, I already said good night. You’re not getting in bed with us. What did Dad say?”

Sarah sighed.

“What was that?”