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“I like it well enough. It’s home.” Breanna leaned forward to accommodate the arm that rested on her shoulders. “Just wanted to experience something different for a while.”

“What are you studying?”

“English.”

“So you can teach?” he asked, setting his mug down on the nightstand.

“God, no, I would suck at that.” Laughing, Breanna turned her neck to look at him. “I want to be an editor. I’m hoping to get an internship at a publishing house.”

His finger slowly moved up and down her arm. “You got family? A boyfriend?”

“You ask a lot of questions.”

“I’m interested.”

In what? Her? Did he actually expect her to believe that? She was naked, in bed with a man who was essentially a stranger, and who also happened to be naked. That Sinjin affected her was disconcerting enough. He likely knew it, too. For once, Breanna didn’t need Kayleigh to tell her what he was really after. She began tingling all over at the thought.

Tilting her head, she answered, “Of course, I have a family.”

“Brothers? Sisters?”

“A little brother. He’s ten.”

“And a boyfriend?” Tipping his chin down, his brows climbed.

“Nope, don’t have one of those.” Shaking her head, she coyly smiled. “How about you?”

“I don’t have a boyfriend either.” Sinjin chuckled, then exhaling the amusement left his face.

Looking deep into her eyes, Sinjin fingered her damp hair, tucking it behind her ear. The wind still howled outside the windows, snow pelting against the glass. Yet it wasn’t the storm that alarmed her.

“Be careful.”

“What?”

“When you get to Dalton House.” He got up, taking the empty mug from her hand. “Just be careful.”

Of what? An old lady?

He sounded so serious, though. Ominous, even. Unsure what to make of it, Breanna smoothed the comforter over her lap, watching Sinjin bring their dirty dishes to the sink. He strolled over to the hearth, his features strained, and put another log on the fire. Then he turned around wearing a smirk, the tension gone from his face as if she had only imagined it.

Sliding under the covers, he yanked away the blanket he’d wrapped her in.

“Hey, what do you think you’re doing?”

“Body heat.” He laid the blanket on top of the comforter and spooned her from behind. “We’ll be warmer skin to skin.”

“But…we’re naked.”

“Isn’t that convenient?”

Coiling his arm around her middle, Sinjin dragged her back to his chest and tucked her head beneath his chin. With his fingertips lightly stroking her stomach, Breanna felt his cock grow hard nestled against her bottom.

“We can fuck if you want.”

“I do not want.”

Pressing himself against her, he chuckled. “We’ll see about that.”

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