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"Yep" He tugged a flannel button-down off one of the hangers, then handed it to her

Miranda reluctantly accepted the garers over the ornat him in surprise "This is soft And it looks worn" She lifted one eyebrow "I thought you were only allowed to wear black You know, because you’re so darn cool"

"I canlook cool, even flannel And I don’t only wear black" To illustrate, he gestured to the fresh pair of gray sweats and white wifebeater he’d changed into

The way Miranda’s hazel eyes rested on his chest a little too long didn’t go unnoticed

Neither did the fact that his confidence had returned with full force the second Miranda’s kids were out of sight

He walked over to the sirabbed a pair of black track pants fro with thick wool socks "The pants will be baggy, but there’s a drawstring so at least they won’t fall off" He paused "You want some boxers too?"

Her cheeks took on a pinkish hue "No, it’s okay Just the pants will do"

His groin tightened as he wondered whether she planned on going coe flashed in hisMiranda’s bare sex, his track pants, and a whole lotta friction

"What’s wrong?"

He ot this look on your face, like you were in pain Are you all right?"

A choked laugh slipped out "I’m fine"

"What’s so funny?" Suspicion colored her tone

"You’re completely oblivious to the effect you have on me, aren’t you?"

She let out a startled breath "What?"

Releasing a breath of his own, he eli one arm over Miranda’s shoulder so he could close the bedroom door Her eyes widened at his nearness, and her cheeks turned redder

"What are you doing?" she de us some privacy"

Her slender throat dipped as she sed "We don’t need privacy I wouldn’t e out of these daaze with hers "You asked if I was in pain Well, I am"

She blinked in surprise "But you just said--"