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She gave the slasses way more attention than it required but was happy for the distraction She needed to get her ht She wanted to have a conversation with hiain

To that end, it was best to put solass on the kitchen counter, she carried hers to the living rooback armchairs It was a ridiculously ie of the seat, terrified she would spill the red wine on the pristine upholstery

She enjoyed the confident way he , and she found that culinary competence utterly seductive

Ty had showered—if his still da ho t-shirt and her favorite faded blue jeans His butt and thighs looked phenomenal in those jeans

He had a dish towel slung over one broad shoulder; his hair was long enough now to flop over his brohile he focused on his task She heard the un in a pan, and the roo salmon Her mouth watered, but not only because of the delicious sle-minded concentration on his face re her an orgasm

She bit back a groan and took a gulp of wine, anxious to quell this rising desire She forced herself to look away froain

It had been iressive neutrality of his color schee, and cream, with the occasional brown scattered around for contrast

“My pink room must really have been a shock to your system,” she said after a few minutes of silence

He griaze back to the skillet “Don’t remind me Has your brother fixed it yet?”

She shook her head “I’ve given up I’ to have to do it myself”

“I could help” His offer was unexpected And sweet

But… “I probably won’t have time to do it until January”

She studied his face closely over the ri to see in his expression

She sed her resentulp of hen he kept his head lowered and hid his reaction from her

“What’s your favorite color?”

Her question startled hi up “What?”

“It’s a pretty standard question”