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passing out, for laying on you all night. It must have been so uncomfortable.”
    “Just the opposite,” I said with a shrug.
    She relaxed against me, and sighed in agreement. “You’re right. I slept so well. What time is it?”
    I released her to check my watch. “Three.”
    “Three? As in p.m.?” I nodded with a smile. “Oh no. Eve will be home soon.”
    “You got a few texts while you slept.”
    She reached for her phone and smirked at what she read. “My cousin and Jase are spending the day skiing.”
    “Jase skis?” I thought out loud. “I never heard him mention skiing before.”
    “Eve’s family has a condo near Lake Geneva Ski Resort. But my guess is there will be very little skiing happening.”
    “Ah, that makes much more sense.” I tightened my hold on her. This day was already looking up, now that we knew Eve and Jase wouldn’t be barging in any time soon.
    “Are you hungry?” The feel of her warm breath feathering across my bare chest stirred me. I flipped us so she was beneath me.
    “Starving,” I said before nibbling on her neck. Her scent was mouthwatering. My hard-on pressed against her thigh, and I wasn’t sure if she deliberately pushed her hips into it or not. But by her doing so, I couldn’t think of anything except what being buried in her would feel like.
    “I could make us breakfast,” she said quietly as I continued kissing her neck. “Or dinner, actually.”
    “Sounds good, and then afterward I’d love to do something else.”
    She tilted her head until we were nose to nose. “What would that be?” she asked skeptically.
    “I want to try out that hot tub,” I responded with a grin.
    “It’s freezing out.”
    “You’ve never used a hot tub in the winter?”
    She shook her head, leaning back to once again give me access to her neck. “Eve does all the time. I’ve never tried it.”
    “Well, baby, it’s time to rectify that.”
    My earlier visual of being buried in her morphed into a new, erotic scene that forced all the blood in my veins to rush to my cock. I took her lips in an all-consuming kiss. Instantly, the fire between us ignited to scorching levels. I felt it everywhere, with my cock being the epicenter. I needed more of her. When I began to question my own resolve, I reluctantly pulled away before it went too far. Having sex on a leather couch just wouldn’t suffice.
    “Where’s the bathroom?”
    She watched as I stood before her with my obvious arousal pushing against the confines of my briefs, leaving no question as to my condition. A blush spread across her cheeks causing her to hastily stand beside me.
    “Um…around the corner, first door on the right.”
    “I’ll be right back…and then I’ll help you make breakfast, or dinner.”
    —
    “Those pancakes were delicious,” she said pushing her plate away. “I’m stuffed. I was supposed to make you something to eat, not the other way around.”
    I reached over and wiped away a drop of syrup that clung to her bottom lip. She watched as I sucked it off my thumb. Her eyes held mine as her tongue dragged along her lips on the spot I just touched.
    “It was my pleasure. You can repay me with a dip in the hot tub.”
    “Are we having sex in the hot tub?” Her question shocked me.
    Unable to hide my mirth, I raised my brows suggestively and asked, “Do you want to have sex in the hot tub?” She stood and walked over to my chair, lowered herself on my lap, and nodded wordlessly. “Are you sure, Angela?”
    “No.” Despite her admission, she leaned in and kissed me urgently. I wasn’t sure what tasted sweeter, maple syrup or Angela. My tongue followed hers and she sucked on it once I breached her lips. She ran her hand through my hair and smiled when we parted. “I want to keep seeing you. I’d also like to see where this goes.”
    “What changed your mind?” I asked, truly curious.
    “You did. I’m naturally suspicious of men these days, but the more we talked last night, the more