know I used up all of my allocated honor for the day?”
“Just a lucky guess.”
When she threaded her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck the heat in his lower belly turned into a hungry flame.
“I suppose we could wear our underwear in the hot tub,” she suggested.
His internal heat flared out of control and threatened to turn him to a cinder when she kissed the exposed skin at the open collar of his shirt. “I’ve got an even better idea, sweetheart,” he revealed as he swung her up into his arms. He carried her through the French doors of the great room and straight to the master suite. “Why don’t we skip the hot tub and just go to bed?”
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