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Their faces were so close that the tips of their noses brushed, and she hoped like hell that he was extrehted because she was pretty sure she was a co her mind

Chloe ducked her head and dropped it to his chest, but he fisted his hand in her hair at the nape of her neck and tugged until she looked at hiument cop voice

Actually, he was the beautiful one Not in a pretty boy way, he was far too rugged and weathered for pretty But there was an absolute beauty to his tough, edgy exterior, and she soaked hirace and ease that she tended to forget what a big guy he really was

But his poise was gone tonight, which made her smile dopily She’d relaxed him, which was quite a feat "We should have a paint party every night until your house is done"

He took his gaze off her and stared at the walls around the a little befuddled It was such a shock to see his expression anything other than his usual imperturbable calm that she looked around, too, and winced "Do the walls see a few spots to you?"

He looked at her, then down at hi paint"

His expression cracked her up "I’ve never seen you all discombobulated before," she said

"I’ on end, ceht not have co, lean jaas dark with a full day’s growth And his eyes, thoseof all was the adorably sexy, bad-boy s kiss "You’re so cute"

"Cute" He repeated this slowly, like what she said didn’t coun Both were on the floor next to the couch, both covered in paint She had no memory of how any of that had occurred but suspected she was at fault She really wished she re off of his shirt, but between the wine and beer and her silly low tolerance for booze, she wasn’t exactly clearheaded "You are cute," she said with conviction

"Take it back"

Sawyer looked very serious with his paint highlights, and she struggled not to laugh "No can do, Officer…Cute"

His grip tightened on her, and he nipped her bottoed moan and realized it was her own And that her hands had slid into his hair to hold his face to hers

"Can’t do this," he said against her mouth

"Why?"

"We’re drunk"

"Not that drunk"

"So you’re coainst reat effort Then sat up and carefully got off his, and she put her hands out for balance

"Hey," Sawyer said "Come back" His voice was deep and steady A command She hated coood, long look at hi low He was so big and bad…

Bad for her, she remembered She just couldn’t quite re to have a drunk ed her back over him Hard arrope her ass "Drunk ainst herwhen he kissed her He tasted like the beer they’d shared, smelled like wet paint, and felt like warm promise It was the best kiss she’d ever had They stopped to breathe for a minute, and she set her head down on his chest It was the last thing she re sounded between her ears When it stopped, she sighed and snuggled into the deliciously heated blanket beneath her…

Then ca, and a low, shocked "Jesus Christ" woke her all the way up She opened her eyes to Ford and Jax standing in the doorway

And behind theht

This caused her a e She was still at Sawyer’s, and in fact, was still on the couch, wrapped up in him

And covered in paint

So was Sawyer He didn’t open his eyes, but he did tighten his grip on her ass Theabout her hind quarters

"What the hell are you guys doing here?" Sawyer said to Jax and Ford without looking "Besides breaking and entering"

"No breaking Just entering," Ford said with a laugh in his voice

"We were supposed to ," Jax said "Then when you didn’t answer your phone…"

Sawyer sighed, then ed to crack one eye and looked at Chloe "You okay?"

Nodding, she pushed upright and staggered to her feet When she got her first full-body view of Sawyer, she gasped

He tilted his head and looked down at hierprints on each pec A trail of paint across his perfect, washboard abs

And a full handprint on his crotch

To his credit, he didn’t so much as blink But Chloe clapped a hand to her h She had a few handprints on herself as well Big handprints,grin Jax looked as if he was trying not to laugh, but he busted up and had to fake a cough