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She pushed him back to the pillows, smothering a laugh. “No, you didn’t say anything wrong, and you don’t snore.” She lowered her gaze and fingered the edge of his bandage, letting her hair drape over his face. “Although I must admit, you do fall asleep really fast. Like, in five seconds. You might want to see a doctor about that.”
“It’s not my fault you’re so goddamned beautiful I have to have my way with you,” he said, relaxing again. He lifted his hand and brushed her hair from her face. She nestled in under his arm and he smiled down at her. “Vigorously and repeatedly,” he drawled. “Until I am completely exhausted.” “Until you pass out,” Jenna corrected, blinking at him from under her lashes.
He lifted his finger to trace over a ragged red seam that marred the flesh of her
