Curled up on her side with her hands under her face, she looked like a damn angel, and something primal in me liked having her in my bed. Like it was where she belonged, even if there was no way I’d be able to sleep. I figured I’d be awake all night because my dick was hard and I refused to do anything about it. But it turned out that wasn’t the only reason. Madison Dixon is a bed hog. She’s also a goddamn ice cube. Her feet could flash freeze whatever they touch . . . and they touched me. A lot. And they’re not the only thing that touched me. Nooo . . . She’s a cuddler. It started with her
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