“Quit looking at me like that or I’m going to bend you over the bed and f**k you again. You need to rest.” He walked around to the other side of the bed and flicked off the lights, then joined her.
She waited for him to get completely settled in and when he reached for her, curling his arms around her and shaping himself to her body, she spoke.
“That’s not a bad idea.”
“Hush, sleep or I’ll spank you. We both know you need to rest. The second you’re better, I’ll be doing plenty to keep you occupied.”
“Promise?” she whispered.
“I promise.” The gruffness in his tone was tempered by the sweet kiss he placed on her cheek before she released her hold on her consciousness. The last sensation she had was of him holding her as though she was precious…as though she was loved.
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