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He smiles, and I swear it’s the kind that memories are made of It’s not just friendly, it’s not just sexy—it’s soether “I’ll remember that”

I gulp, the proxis that acco like way toolow to pick up my towel and wrap it back around myself

Ryan’s hands drop back to his sides, and I shake ht sustenance for Mr and Mrs Hugh Hefner too?”

He laughs “Yes I brought soet back to the house for a conference call”

“What? You’re already leaving?” I ask, and I can actually feel the pout curving my lips doard I try to correct it, but I don’t think I’m very successful because he reaches out and touches my chin softly

“I’ht You can have the night off, or…if you want to co with the lovebirds so you can just enjoy yourself”

I shrug Spending the night alone for once should be te Christmas tree, to be honest But so in luster Ito do? Sit at home in my mom’s landominium, alone, and watch TV? No thanks

“I’ll co you to your proether, clearly confused by my reference, so I explain “You know, like your parents used to do when you were a teenager They’d stand by the front door and turn out the porch light when you and your date got a little too playful saying goodbye”

He shakes his head “I can say with a thousand percent confidence…my parents never did that”

“What? How is that possible?”

He raises his shoulders and laughs “I didout in the car Not on the porch”

A shiver runs downout with hi back seat, with his hands on , to say the least

I wrap ain and sink h

“Are you cold?”

I nod I’rees out, for fuck’s sake But it’s the only explanation for a shiver as powerful as friction between tectonic plates that I’e

His eyebrows pinch together slightly, but the corners of his mouth lift up in opposition “I didn’t knoas possible to feel cold out here,” he teases, amused