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“We didn’t have sex?” Had her voice just squeaked? They were practically naked in bed together

His lips twisted wryly “When we have sex, I’d prefer you to be awake rather than asleep in my arms”

She’d slept in his arms?

“Yes”

Had she asked that out loud? Since he was grinning at her and he’d answered, she obviously had Brilliant

The corner of his her “You have the sexiest little snore when you’re drunk”

“I wasn’t drunk” She didn’t even believe herself, neither did she want to tell him about her poor sleep habits as of late, so she added, “Much”

Scooting up on his pillow, he laughed

“Okay, maybe I was a litt

le tipsy” Dragging her gaze back from where the sheet had inched farther down on his hips, barely covering the very ht before Her own state of undress beca the edges beneath her aro”

The laughter in his gaze flickered and he let out a long sigh “Are we back to that?”

She thought about what he was asking, what he was really wanting to kno that she wasn’t under an alcoholic haze, was he once again the enemy?

She couldn’t find the words to answer, didn’t kno to answer Could she get past what had happened? Had she already? Was that why she ith him? Because at so of hi him as the attractive man she’d always been crazy about

“Ah his short hair “I’ you”

“I didn’t ask you to apologize,” she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest