“We can’t fall asleep out here,” he said. But his deep voice was soothing, and I snuggled closer. “Mm-hm.” “I’m serious. The mosquitos will eat us alive.” “I’m too comfortable. You’re going to have to carry me.” I’d meant it as a joke, but he extricated himself from my hold, stood, and slipped his arms under my body. “I was kidding!” I scrambled away from his hands and onto my feet. “Were you really going to carry me to bed?” He reached a hand up and massaged the back of his neck, flashing a smirk. “I was going to attempt it. But I also did upper-body today at the gym, so I appreciate you
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