“Oh, my God, sweetheart.” He took her face in both of his hands. “I love you too. So much, baby, more than I’ve loved anyone or anything, ever.”
“Can we talk?” she asked. “Tonight, when you come home?”
“Yes.” He kissed her now, over and over, loving her soft curves against his hard muscle. “Yes. We’ll talk, and we won’t stop until we figure this all out. Deal?”
“Deal.” Her blue eyes glowed up at him. “And then? We’ll do everything except talk, and we won’t stop until the sun rises.”
“I’d better take tomorrow off work then, huh?”
“You bet, babe.” She kissed him again, a teasing, lingering kiss that made him harden. “Tomorrow, you’re all mine.”
“Just tomorrow?”
She grinned. “For starters.”
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It was just after one a.m. Chris and Jenny lay in her bed, naked and sweaty and exhausted
