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“What do youoff

How the fuck had it been two hours since the pizza threw up on y He peers closely at aze meets his God, he is so sexy How am I supposed to resist those eyes? And this was before I even considered what he’s s below the belt

“No, don’t be sorry We’re all good I e to wash your hair arises, you just have to go with it” He smirks at me while I stare back, shocked

How the fuck did he know—? Oh Right

Damn that strawberry scented shampoo that makes my hair feel all soft and silky

“So, are you still cohtly to the side

“I wouldn’t want to intrude,” I say

“I haven’t eaten I aiting for you, so it’s fine,” he shrugs

“Okay, then” I walk past hiainst mine I tuck a strand of hair back behind my ear and smile at him

“You reht?”

I nod I used to coer to look after the kids back in s beca table while he dishes up our dinner I have to adood asfed all day

“I didn’t realize you were such a good cook” I grin I didn’t reo In fact, I’m pretty sure the fire depart “I’d be over more often if I’d known”

“Yeah, I find it relaxing” He shrugs “And you’re welcome here whenever you like You know that”

Did I? I focus on my