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I peered into the pocket He’d tucked the knot into the crease where it was almost invisible "Yeah?"

"If you make the stitches shallow, they won’t even show on top"

That didn’tto me But whatevs Rafe bent overanother knot and askinga tiny pair froer won’t even fit into those You’ll have to do it"

He passedflat against the fabric in almost the same way it had before it ripped Rafe had zipped the tear shut as if by ic I opened the pocket to find a pristine row of stitches almost too small to be seen with the naked eye "Holy crap How did you do that?"

"I’ood with my hands," Rafe said, a flare in his dark eyes

The expression on his face made heat blossom in my belly Oh, baby I loved a boy who could turn my own jokes back on me I wondered what he would do if I kissed hi about it "Thank you, Rafe Really"

He shrugged, folding his ar a dress shirt, I could see the outline of his biceps flaring against the fabric "It’s the only part of your shitty story that I can fix," he said in a low voice

Oh, this guy! How any girl could cheat on hiirl also kicked puppies just for fun Without thinking it through, I lifted a hand to thehi

My fingers drifted upwards, past the collar of his dress shirt and onto his neck He ar hirees inthe contact withonto the floor, forgotten Rafe watched me, and the moment stretched out between us I loved this part -- the crackling tension when "e or won’t we" became the only question in the room "Rafe," I whispered "Maybe there’s a part of your shitty day that I can fix"

He sed roughly, and his gaze dropped to my mouth, but he didn’t make a move Instead, tiulf him His body went quiet, and his eyes darkened

For several beats of et used to the idea When I slowly put runt of surprise Still, he didn’t ry eyes

"I’ve always thought you were sexy," I whispered, pressing ood time to tell you" It was the God’s honest truth And the truth, I’d learned by noas the sexiest thing ever

He obviously agreed with me Because that handsoly soft lips skih He stopped at the sensitive corner of entlest nibble on ainst my mouth

My heart practically stopped at the way he’d silently asserted control HolyHe didn’t need to It was a subtle takeover I received a slow, insistent kiss And then another His chest shifted ever so slightly towardoff his body, and I had no choice but to press ainst hier little ers cupped my jaw His other hand whispered onto ht I ala little desperate for hilide of his tongue over ood wine and sex My fingers gripped the cotton of his dress shirt Slon, I coachedfrom Rafe made that difficult We’d both had a bad day It only etic sex

Who wouldn’t?

Sainst his mouth, I shifted onto his lap As I relaxed

I felt it everywhere

"Bella," he rasped between kisses "Me rew up in New York could translate that You’re killing ain Maybe all night MySpanish curses into ainst the shoall Rafe’s tan hands on my pale breasts…