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"Your stuff. Bring it into my room."

My heart gives an unexpected little thump.

"You sure?"

He looks at me like I've asked whether the sky is blue.

"Wouldn't have said it otherwise."

Right.

Of course.

I smile.

"Careful, Vex. First my clothes, then my shoes. Before you know it, I'll have taken over half your closet."

"Got room."

Good heavens.

The man really knows how to sweep a girl off her feet.

I kiss his cheek on my way past.

"Such a romantic."

"Get dressed, smartass. I'm hungry."

"Yes, sir."

His groan follows me into the hallway.

I find my duffel beside the guest bed and pull out jeans, a sweater, and clean underwear.

A few minutes later, I'm dressed and my hair is brushed.

I sling the duffel over my shoulder and carry it back to Vex's bedroom.

He's making the bed.

Obviously.

One corner of the blanket is already tucked so neatly it could pass military inspection.

I lean against the doorframe.

"Should I salute?"

He glances over.

"Funny."

"Are you going to measure the distance between the pillows?"

"Kierra."

"I'm just asking. There could be regulations."