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Surprise lifted her brows. “You took care of the twins?”

“With Tobias,” he clarified. “He showed me what to do.”

“Where was Savannah?”

“Watching a rom-com.”

She laughed. “The cheeky little minx.” She stared up at him again. “You and Tobias looked after the twins? What did you do? Watch them sleep?”

“They woke up when I switched on the baby mobile by mistake. But we gave them a bath, and that seemed to calm them down.”

Her mouth fell open. “You gave the babiesa bath?”

He nodded. “I gave Lewis a bath. Tobias had Samuel.”

“How can you tell?”

“You can’t tell?”

“Not unless they’re wearing monogrammed clothing.”

That made him chuckle. “Lewis takes a hold of your finger. He’s a real grabber.”

“A realgrabber?”

“You never noticed?”

“I’m better at looking after Jacob,” she replied, wincing. “And even then, I’m not so great.”

“You don’t know what you’re missing. They’re a handful, but they’re damn amazing. Theyreact.Like you give them a finger and Lewis will put his teeny weeny hand around it. It’s freaking awesome.”

“Freaking awesome,” she parroted, obviously noticing that he’d taken her phrase. Pretty soon he was going to end up finishing her sentences. “I didn’t know you had a thing about babies.”

“Me neither. It kind of took me by surprised too.” Those fragile little things, a bundle of limbs and eyes and lips, had suddenly made him protective, and soft, and turned him into a complete wuss. Even Tobias had commented on it. Truth was, he’d never allowed himself to think about anything other than his business empire. Women and sex had been secondary, and there had been no need to think beyond that.

“Who would have thought Luke Hunter would be taking care of babies?”

“A baby,” he said, correcting her. “I don’t know how Savannah does it. I only had to take care of one. I’ll show you how to tell the difference between them tomorrow.” He paused because she was looking at him all shiny-eyed. “Are you okay?” he asked, because she looked like she wasn’t. Before she could reply, she tip-toed up and kissed him lightly on the cheek, for some crazy, unexpected reason.

“What was that for?” he asked, his insides tingling.

“For no reason,” she said, sniffling. She cleared her throat. “For being brave, I guess, because it must have taken some guts to come out here, not knowing how I would react.”

“I’d take a bullet for you. This was nothing.”

“A bullet?” she asked, sounding surprised. “That’s a bit over-dramatic, isn’t it?”

“But true.” Because he would. He’d do anything for her.

She leaned forward again, tip-toeing up again, and kissed him, this time on his lips. And just as quickly, she backed away.

But she’d set his pulse racing, and his insides raging. Before he could ask her whatthatwas for, she told him, “I’m glad you’re here. I’ve been thinking about some things, and I was hoping that in time we could move—”

But he didn’t let her finish. He only needed to hear the first four words. In one swoop, he leaned in and kissed her; it was almost a celebratory, seal-the-deal kiss that deepened and lengthened as the delicious seconds ticked by. He’d been dreaming about those plump lush lips of hers for ages.

This time she rested her hands on his shoulders, before throwing them around his neck. And then his hands were on her bottom, then down to her thighs. She jumped up, and wrapped her legs around him.

The speed of it left dust trails in his deeply aroused mind. She moaned into his mouth, hanging onto him, spurring him on with her delicious noises, and the feel of her pressed so snugly against him. His hands skated to her back, and he grabbed her butt, squeezing it gently.