Page 88 of Never Flirt with a Dragon

I went up on my tiptoes, burying my fingers in his hair as I deepened the kiss.

Our mouths and tongues moved together, but his hands didn’t slide down to my ass or up to my breasts. He seemed content just to kiss me.

And that made me feel good.

Really, really good.

Eventually, he pulled away. I tucked my head beneath his chin, leaning against him, and he held me close.

“I had fun tonight,” I admitted in his mind. “Your family is great. And it was really good to catch up with Vi. She loves you, by the way. I might have to trick your dragons into meeting her so she can find a mate.”

He chuckled. “Considering how well she gets along with Eli, I’m not sure any of my men can handle her.”

“She’s a big marshmallow on the inside. Just needs someone determined enough to break through her shell.”

“I’m sure someone will come along.”

“I hope so. But after her past experiences with men, it’s not likely.”

“It’ll work out eventually.”

I made a noise of agreement. “I really am sorry about the mess.”

“I could do worse than a sexy artist who piles dirty clothes on her desk, Sweetheart.”

A laugh escaped me. “They’re actually clean. I never fold laundry—I just leave the clean stuff on the desk. It’s terrible.”

Jasper chuckled. “Not terrible. Effective.”

“That’s what I keep saying, but the whole universe seems to disagree.”

“Then the whole universe is missing out on having a desk full of clean clothes.”

“Exactly.”

Jasper pulled me closer. “So, what do you want to do about the sleeping arrangements?”

I made a face against his chest. “Don’t ask me hard questions, Jas.”

“The simplest answer is to snuggle up in this tiny bed.”

“It’s a queen,” I protested. “It’s not tiny. Just not as big as your super-king.”

“My feet will hang off the edge, Sweetheart. It’s tiny. But that means you’ll have no choice but to snuggle with me.”

“Or we can go to a hotel,” I pointed out. “Or sleep at Brynn’s house or something.”

Considering it was kind of a long drive, and we’d just gotten back, that last one sounded like a pain.

“Do you want me to let you make the decision, or do you want me to handle it?” he asked.

“Damn, I like that question.”

Jasper chuckled. “I’ll remember that.”

“Can you just decide?”

“Let’s sleep here tonight and pack your things in the morning. When we’re done, we’ll head to your parents’ place. If Vi wants to go with us, we’ll drive there. If not, we can fly.”

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