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Despite her false front of bright chatter, he had no problem discerning that truth.
She gasped as they made body contact and he settled one arm around her waist. He looked down to find her eyes wide and her bow lips parted in surprise.
“This is called cuddling.” He curled her against him as close as they could get with their clothes on.
At the feel of her warm soft body, he forgot his intention to force a confrontation and simply took what was on offer.
Maybe she didn’t mind the fact that he wasn’t planning on a happily ever after with her. Maybe he’d mistaken her anger.
He squeezed her waist. “Lay your head on my shoulder and relax.”
Letting her head rest against him, her hand settled like a shy butterfly on his chest.
“Comfortable?” he asked, wondering how long he would last without touching her.
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