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“Love you too, sugar,” she said. “And you as well, Jeb Wilder.”

“Just like I love you, Casey Reynolds.”

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Later that night, after a dinner of grilled cheese and putting Wyatt to bed together, Jeb carried her up to his bedroom.

“You don’t need to carry me,” she told him.

“Hush, baby. I want to carry you.” He sat her down on the side of the bed and crouched in front of her. He took her hands in his. “I want you to sleep with me. In here. Tonight and every night. Understand?”

She nodded, her heart racing.

“That doesn’t mean that there is any pressure for sex or anything else. We’re moving at your pace.”

“What if my pace is that I want sex? Right now.”

Jeb cleared his throat. “I’d probably remind you that you’ve been through a lot today and that maybe you should take a moment to think this through.”

“I don’t want a moment,” she said. “I want to do this now. Please. I want . . . I want to feel you touch me. I want you to show me how good it can feel. I want to have sex with you, Jeb Wilder.”

There. She couldn’t say it any plainer, right?

“And I want that with you, baby.” He stood and drew her up against him, kissing her.

A moan escaped her as she pressed herself close. “But I also need a shower.”

“So do I.” He grinned. “Guess we’ll just have to save time and have one together.”

Lifting her, he carried her into the bathroom. Setting her down on her feet, he started stripping her slowly. Every so often, he’d stop to check in with her, as though he was concerned he was going too fast or that she would change her mind.

But she wasn’t going to do that.

Standing back, he looked her over. She attempted to strike a pose. “Like what you see?”

Okay. She probably looked ridiculous.

“I more than like what I see, baby. I love it,” he told her huskily. “Turn around for me.”

She spun and heard him groan. Turning back, she saw the hunger in his gaze and lost any lingering concerns.

“Turn the shower on, baby,” he commanded as he started to strip.

Casey jolted into action, moving quickly so she could watch him strip. Her mouth went dry as she stared at him.

Wow.

Just wow.

He was gorgeous. His skin was tanned from hours spent outside and muscles rippled in his arms and stomach.

“Wow,” she said. “I’m not the gorgeous one.”

He grinned.

And then her gaze went lower. To his impressive dick that was aroused. Thick. Firm.

Hunger filled her. “Can I touch you?”