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“Thank you—I think.”

“Haha. Peace out.”

Cresley returned to the kitchen for more coffee—and a second doughnut. “Why does something made entirely of fat have to be the best-tasting thing on the planet?”

“Don’t moan like that. You’re giving me ideas.”

Her face flushed with an adorable blush that had him crooking his finger to bring her toward him.

She stepped between his legs and shared a bite of doughnut with him.

“Oh wow, that is good.”

“Right? It’s so unfair that all the good stuff is bad.”

“Eh, life is short. Eat the doughnut.”

“Easy for you to say. You don’t have to fit into designer clothes and have your photo plastered around the world. Every pound shows.”

He ran his hands over her ribs to her waist and down to cup her ass and draw her even closer to him. “Every inch of you is absolute perfection.”

“That’s kind of you to say, but do not let me have another doughnut, no matter how much I beg and plead.”

“I’ll do what I can to protect them from you.”

“Thank you.”

Carson told her about the meeting his father had requested in a few minutes.

“How do you feel about that?”

“Surprisingly fine.”

She rested her chin on the top of his head. “It feels good to be held by you.”

“Holding you has become my favorite thing.”

“Is that right?”

“Uh-huh.” His hands moved over her, exploring every exquisite hill and valley, making her shiver and him tremble as she pressed against his hard cock.

“You’re supposed to be resting and recovering.”

“I am.”

“No, you’re not,” she said with a laugh.

“I’ve never felt better in my entire life than I do right now.”

“Carson… Seriously.”

“I’m so serious.”

“You didn’t want that. Remember?”

“That feels like a thousand years ago now that all I want is you—and Ty.”

“You’re making me swoony.”