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Chapter16

As my eyes eased open,I didn’t understand why I wassohot.

When a body shifted against mine, memories from the previous night came flooding back. Will’s arm was flung over my waist, and his legs were tangled through mine. Smiling, I traced the black panther on his forearm and settled my handoverhis.

“Hey,” he murmured, his arms tighteningaroundme.

“Hey.”

“Did yousleepokay?”

“Yeah.” I rolled over to face him, my fingers tracing his jaw, our legs tanglingtogether.

“I could get used to this.” He smiled sleepily, his hand running over my bare ass. His hair was wild from sleep, and I found my hand running through it, untangling his messy locks. Touching him was the most natural thing in theworldnow.

“I feel like I already know you,” Iwhispered.

He pressed his lips against my forehead, making me sigh. “So do I. I know how to make you come.” He silenced my gasp with a small kiss on the side of my mouth. “I know where you like my hands.” Another kiss. “But I don’t know your favoritecolor.”

I laughed at his stupid statement. “Isn’t itobvious?”

“No.”

“It’s black, of course. It’s allIwear.”

“Black isn’t a color,” heargued.

“I’ll have you know that black is all colors mixedintoone.”

“Really?”

“No idea.” I bit my lip inamusement.

“No, really, do you have a favoritecolor?”

“I guess if I had to do a color it’dbeblue.”

“When’s your birthday?” he asked like he was starting a game of twentyquestions.

“I don’t like birthdays,” I declared, screwing upmynose.

“What? Not even for the presents?” heasked.

“Nope.”

“Well, mine’s in January. Mark it in your calendar because I lovepresents.”

The fact that he was talking about us in future tense warmed my heart. “Just missed it. How oldwereyou?”

“Twenty-seven.”

“So I’m dating a silverfox,then.”

“Hey.” He squeezed my hip. “I’m notthatold.”

“Brothers andsisters?”

He shookhishead.