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Tyler
I could have stayed in bed with her all day and I was sure I wouldn’t get bored. Maybe tired, but I could do tired with her. I just needed to lie down beside her, hold her tight, and sleep with her skin pressed to mine.
Heaven.
But I was also a responsible guy and I was already thirty minutes late.
Under the table, Gabi’s toes grazed my calf. “Thanks for breakfast.”
I shrugged. “It’s not like the carreteiro and the pastel and all the other amazing things you make.”
She grinned at me. “It was great.”
I stared at her pretty face, at her wide smile. She was my wife. My f*****g wife! This gorgeous, insanely hot woman was my wife. Damn. We had come back from the bedroom not ten minutes ago and I was already hard again and thinking of the next time I would be able to take her to
