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'You sure?'
His deep, husky chuckle had her imagining warmed honey drizzled across his torso and strawberries dipped in chocolate nestled in his navel and she swallowed, at serious risk of drooling.
'I'm sure. Now, if you don't mind, I need sleep. So scoot.'
'Huh?'
'The couch? You know, that thing next to the table over there?'
He mustered his best puppy-dog look, the one he'd perfected back in high school, the same one that melted her heart.
'I can't sleep on that. It doesn't convert into a sofa bed, it's two feet too short and has rocks under the cushions.'
'Well, you can't expect me to sleep there.’
And she'd be a fool to consider letting him share the bed. By the longing look he cast the bed, she wouldn't have much choice.
'Red, as attractive as you look in that contraception-on-legs outfit, this bed is big enough to fit four people. I'm sure we can share without getting into too much trouble.'
She almost would’ve believed him, if the last few tension-filled minutes hadn't happened. They might've agreed to a sex-free wedding night but with nerves knotting her stomach, her skin prickling with heat, and the rest of her buzzing from repressed need, she knew trouble could be a tumble in the sack away.
But what choice did she have? She couldn't subject him to a sleepless night, it wouldn't be fair, or mature. She could do this. Sharing a bed with Nick would be like having a friend over for a slumber party. And guaranteed she'd be the one spending a sleepless night.
'We can put pillows down the middle if you think that'll help,’ he said, his grin mocking her, and she briefly wondered what had happened to her bath pep talk.
Lying in the giant bed with the sheets almost pulled up to her neck like a blushing virgin screamed prude and not the sassy city girl she liked to think herself. Why couldn't she share a bed with Nick in a non-sexual way?
Because she wanted him. Real bad.
That’ s when it hit her. If she couldn't tell him what she wanted, what if she showed him by giving him a little payback teasing?
She sat up straighter, allowing the sheet to dip, and mustered a smile that would tempt a saint.
'No pillows needed. I'll keep my hands to myself, promise.'
To her surprise, his cocky grin slipped, as if he hadn't expected her to agree with him, let alone flirt back.
Oh yeah, this could be fun.
'You better not grope me in my sleep,' he muttered, sending her an almost hopeful look she'd do exactly that.
'Hands off, remember?'
'In that case, move over.'
Now they'd settled the sleeping arrangements fairly painlessly, the rest wouldn't be too difficult.
Think slumber party. Think friends. Think harmless fun. Easy.
However, the instant she dropped her guard, Nick did something to shock her all over again.
'What are you doing?' She shrieked as he undid the zip on his jeans and shucked out of them, standing next to the bed wearing the sexiest, briefest pair of black silk boxers she'd ever seen.
'I'm getting ready for bed. You don't expect me to sleep in jeans, do you?'
'No, but don't you own PJs?'
He shook his head, looking proud of the fact as she struggled to keep her gaze averted from those boxers and the lean, muscled legs beneath them. Sheesh, he looked good enough to eat—and she definitely couldn't go there.
