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“Ty?” She rubbed her neck, and stared at his out-of-focus for here?

“Your head was at an aard angle for nearly two hours I tried to slide a pillow under it, but you swatted lasses are on the coffee table, by the way”

She put them on, then blinked at hi? Why are you here?”

“Jeans Cooking dinner Because you see so away on the stovetop It was the delicious garlicky aroma that had awoken her, she realized now Her empty stomach had kicked her bu deprived

“I don’t understand Are you working right now?” How could he be? She was safely at home

He sy, and pretty sure that her hair was a mess She also suspected that she had a trail of dried drool streaked across her cheek A surreptitious touch to her face confirmed that suspicion

Well, he definitely wasn’t dressed for work She had seen the man naked; she’d seen him in beautifully tailored, expensive suits, but aside from that one time on his birthday—when she’d been too pissed off to fully appreciate it—she had never seen him in jeans Or a t-shirt The jeans—faded at the sea to hily showcased his broad shoulders, and beautiful chest It was short-sleeved, which meant that she could fully appreciate his beautiful arms

He was barefoot His long toes with their neatly tri that Hugh had insisted was aroom

He tucked his hands into the back pockets of his jeans, the gesture opening up that bighis biceps

Her throat went dry, and she reht and for the next three nights

“I’” He peered at her closely “How do you feel, honey?”

“The headache’s not gone But it’s better than it was before A shower and some food will help”

“You grab that shower, I’ll finish dinner”

“You’re always cooking for ht to find her balance

“Whoa, now,” he cautioned, taking hold of her arms to steady her “You sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah,” she blushed “I soet a bit woozy when I have my period Especially if I don’t eat properly I was so busy and stressed today, I only had half a sandwich for lunch Silly of me”