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“Since you’re feeding me, why don’t you pick?”

“How about we head over to Trinity Groves and pick e get there?”

My s froht in fresh new restaurants trying to make a name for themselves The Microbrewery they have adds to the charo

“You know the way to my heart, don’t you?”

“I’”

“I’ into your driveway”

“I’ the mountain of paperwork in my office to meet you at the front door” The dial tone in ood kind of crazy I didn’t realize I needed in my life I put the car into park and make my way up to the house The door opens before I can knock and I bite my bottom lip as I take in his faded jeans and the plain black T-shirt stretched across his chest The physical therapy and prescribed exercise are shaping and toning his body in ways that make my lady parts quiver The sexual frustration that exists between us is real

“You look good”

He scans my frame “So do you”

I glance down at the khaki shorts and white peplum shirt “I didn’t dress to impress”

“You don’t have to try to do that”

Placing my palm on his chest on the opposite side of his wound, I rise on lued to his as we kiss The connection between us opens, and he slips his tongue into s onit taut as he nips and sucks e, warm hands Dazed, I peer up at him as he pulls away

“We should go”

“Uh huh” He could say anything right now, and I’d go along with it

He wraps an aruides me back the way I came