“I read dirty romance novels.” He scoffs. “You already gave that up.” I tsk. “I never officially admitted it. You know what they say about assuming.” Brance buries his nose in my neck. “I wouldn’t mind making an ass out of you and me together.” I stretch, giving him more room to explore. “You’re bad.” “Oh, you have no idea.” “I might have a hint.” He bumps his hips into mine, giving me a feel of exactly what he’s suggesting. “You’re asking for trouble.” “Read chapter seventeen in that book,” I purr. “It’s a really good scene.” Brance leans back, his jaw slack. “Yeah?” “Hell yeah. There’s some
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