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“Wearing only his boxers, Marz sat on the edge of the bed and removed his limb. And then he shifted under the covers with her. "Now," he said, "Does hiding under the covers involve covering the head, too?" Or just the body?
Such a sweet, cute mane. "Just the body. Covering the head makes it a fort."
His eyes went wide. "Is that so? Duly noted.”
― Hard to Come By
Such a sweet, cute mane. "Just the body. Covering the head makes it a fort."
His eyes went wide. "Is that so? Duly noted.”
― Hard to Come By
“her last stop in the produce section was as the asparagus, which she planned to marinate and grill. She felt eyes on her, and did a double take at Derek holding possibly the world's largest zucchini in his hands with a totally amused grin on his face. He waggled his brows.
Emilie couldn't help but give in to the urge to laugh. "Okay," she said. "I'm all done here."
"Oh, good," Derek said. "Let's go see what fun we can have with the meat.”
― Hard to Come By
Emilie couldn't help but give in to the urge to laugh. "Okay," she said. "I'm all done here."
"Oh, good," Derek said. "Let's go see what fun we can have with the meat.”
― Hard to Come By
“I'm going out with him again tomorrow night," Emilie said after they'd finished eating. "He lives up in Baltimore, so we're going to meet after I'm done at the clinic."
"What are your wearing?" Kelly asked, wiping her mouth with her napkin.
"Just..." She shrugged and looked down at the white cardigan she wore over a pair of basic black slacks. "Work clothes".
Kelly's eyes went wide. "Oh, no. No, no. Hottie McHotterson deserves more than work clothes. Hottie deserves a little black dress or a pair of fuck-hot jeans and a slinky little top. And heel - sexy, tall heels." She arched an eyebrow.”
― Hard to Come By
"What are your wearing?" Kelly asked, wiping her mouth with her napkin.
"Just..." She shrugged and looked down at the white cardigan she wore over a pair of basic black slacks. "Work clothes".
Kelly's eyes went wide. "Oh, no. No, no. Hottie McHotterson deserves more than work clothes. Hottie deserves a little black dress or a pair of fuck-hot jeans and a slinky little top. And heel - sexy, tall heels." She arched an eyebrow.”
― Hard to Come By
“Outside, the guys took care of loading the groceries into the back of Shane's pickup. Emilie watched as four very attractive men stretched over the lowered tailgate to place the bags in the truck bed. A girl could get used to this.”
― Hard to Come By
― Hard to Come By
“God, it was quite possible that Derek was the strongest man she'd ever known. Her gaze ran over the T-shirt that did nothing to hide the muscles of his shoulders and arms, then downward to how those blue jeans hung on his lean hips. He was definitely the sexiest man she'd ever known.
And she wanted him.”
― Hard to Come By
And she wanted him.”
― Hard to Come By
“We have to go. I know." She reared back and met his gaze. "Oh, my God. Do you think your friends will know?"
Marz tried to hold back his reaction. He really fucking did. But a grin that big wasn't staying under wraps. "Probably. And now they're all a bunch of jealous bastards."
She slapped his chest and buried her face. "Oh, my God."
He was having none of it. Tipping her chin, he arched an eyebrow. "No shame, Emilie. Not for this."
"No," she said. "Never for this."
They made quick if somewhat wobbly work of putting themselves back together, and Emilie zipped up her suitcase.
"So, uh, big plans?" he asked, pointing at the spilled condoms before she'd finished closing her bag.
Emilie rolled her eyes and smiled. "My best friend Kelly told me to be bold and be prepared."
Marz laughed. "I like her already." And then he pulled Emilie in for one last, searing kiss. The kind that has his body stirring already again despite his utter exhaustion.
Then he grabbed her suitcase for her and they made their way downstairs. Where there was a whole loots staring off at the ceiling, faking napping, and whistling going on. Fuckers.”
― Hard to Come By
Marz tried to hold back his reaction. He really fucking did. But a grin that big wasn't staying under wraps. "Probably. And now they're all a bunch of jealous bastards."
She slapped his chest and buried her face. "Oh, my God."
He was having none of it. Tipping her chin, he arched an eyebrow. "No shame, Emilie. Not for this."
"No," she said. "Never for this."
They made quick if somewhat wobbly work of putting themselves back together, and Emilie zipped up her suitcase.
"So, uh, big plans?" he asked, pointing at the spilled condoms before she'd finished closing her bag.
Emilie rolled her eyes and smiled. "My best friend Kelly told me to be bold and be prepared."
Marz laughed. "I like her already." And then he pulled Emilie in for one last, searing kiss. The kind that has his body stirring already again despite his utter exhaustion.
Then he grabbed her suitcase for her and they made their way downstairs. Where there was a whole loots staring off at the ceiling, faking napping, and whistling going on. Fuckers.”
― Hard to Come By
“We have to go. I know." She reared back and met his gaze. "Oh, my God. Do you think your friends will know?"
Marz tried to hold back his reaction. He really fucking did. But a grin that big wasn't staying under wraps. "Probably. And now they're all a bunch of jealous bastards."
She slapped his chest and buried her face. "Oh, my God."
He was having none of it. Tipping her chin, he arched an eyebrow. "No shame, Emilie. Not for this."
"No," she said. "Never for this."
They made quick if somewhat wobbly work of putting themselves back together, and Emilie zipped up her suitcase.
"So, uh, big plans?" he asked, pointing at the spilled condoms before she'd finished closing her bag.
Emilie rolled her eyes and smiled. "My best friend Kelly told me to be bold and be prepared."
Marz laughed. "I like her already." And then he pulled Emilie in for one last, searing kiss. The kind that has his body stirring already again despite his utter exhaustion.
Then he grabbed her suitcase for her and they made their way downstairs. Where there was a whole loots staring off at the ceiling, faking napping, and whistling going on. F*@kers.”
―
Marz tried to hold back his reaction. He really fucking did. But a grin that big wasn't staying under wraps. "Probably. And now they're all a bunch of jealous bastards."
She slapped his chest and buried her face. "Oh, my God."
He was having none of it. Tipping her chin, he arched an eyebrow. "No shame, Emilie. Not for this."
"No," she said. "Never for this."
They made quick if somewhat wobbly work of putting themselves back together, and Emilie zipped up her suitcase.
"So, uh, big plans?" he asked, pointing at the spilled condoms before she'd finished closing her bag.
Emilie rolled her eyes and smiled. "My best friend Kelly told me to be bold and be prepared."
Marz laughed. "I like her already." And then he pulled Emilie in for one last, searing kiss. The kind that has his body stirring already again despite his utter exhaustion.
Then he grabbed her suitcase for her and they made their way downstairs. Where there was a whole loots staring off at the ceiling, faking napping, and whistling going on. F*@kers.”
―
“I love you," she whispered against his chest.
He hugged her tighter, and then drew in a deep breath. "And Iiiiiiiiiii-ee-iiii will always love yoooooooou," he sang, or rather butchered, the old Whitney Houston song.
Impossibly, Emilie burst out laughing. "Oh, God, that's horrible Derek." She pushed out of his arms, grasped one of the pillows from the edge of the bed, and planted it over his head. He continued to warble from under the cotton, and Emilie couldn't stop laughing.
Their playfulness quickly escalated into a pillow fight, and then a wrestling match, and of course she ended up underneath him.
Win-win in her book.”
― Hard to Come By
He hugged her tighter, and then drew in a deep breath. "And Iiiiiiiiiii-ee-iiii will always love yoooooooou," he sang, or rather butchered, the old Whitney Houston song.
Impossibly, Emilie burst out laughing. "Oh, God, that's horrible Derek." She pushed out of his arms, grasped one of the pillows from the edge of the bed, and planted it over his head. He continued to warble from under the cotton, and Emilie couldn't stop laughing.
Their playfulness quickly escalated into a pillow fight, and then a wrestling match, and of course she ended up underneath him.
Win-win in her book.”
― Hard to Come By
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