“Tonight, this will be all business,” he announced. “In. Out. Done.” Possibly the least seductive words imaginable, but Emma was apparently a madwoman, because they excited her all the same. He did not bank the fire completely, leaving a bit of warmth and a faint amber glow. With less stumbling than last time, he joined her on the bed. He found the edge of the quilts—she’d limited herself to two tonight—and flung them back in one motion before stretching his body alongside hers. She held her breath, waiting for the first brush of exquisite contact. “Good God,” he said. “You’re naked.” Well,
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