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“You always look wonderful, but don’t you dare lose these curves.”

She glances down, grabbing her hips. “You mean fat?”

Placing my hand over hers, I lower her to the blanket. “I mean sexy as hell.” Letting my fingers skate along her side, I focus my gaze on her face, watching the emotions roll through her. “I’ve always thought you were sexy as hell.”

“You did not.”

I trace her lower lip, watching the heat rise in her eyes. “Yes, Lexi, I always have.” With every word, I inch closer, until my lips dust across hers.

“Mommy, I want to look at the pond.” A boisterous child of about six races into view, breaking our moment.

His mother is fast on his heels, shooting us an apologetic look.

So much for a quiet, romantic picnic. The little man shatters the ambiance, running around the fountain, splashing his hands in the water.

Lexi giggles as she watches the boy play. Lucky for the little bastard, he’s cute.

Our gazes hold, and my scowl turns into a chuckle. It’s impossible to be angry watching a child loving life. It’s also impossible to be anything but grateful watching the woman I love enjoy life.

Even if I didn’t get to kiss her again.

I’ll make up the difference later. For now, I’m content to lie on my side, my hands gliding along her narrow waist and flared hip.

“You’re tickling me again.” She stills my hand, but I see the flush crossing her cheeks.

“Good tickle or bad tickle?”

“The best kind.” She runs her tongue across her lower lip and it takes everything in me to hold back from ripping off her clothes, no matter how many spectators are present.

“You’re the best kind, E.T. I have a suit for tonight.”

Her brows raise at my random statement. “You’re going to the dinner?”

“I knew you were going and I want to spend time with you. Besides, I have a point to prove.”

“How gorgeous you look in a tux? Sam, we both know how sexy you are. That’s never been called into question.”

“I recall someone saying that you’re either the bad boy or the businessman. I plan on blowing that theory out of the water tonight.” Leaning forward, I press a kiss to her forehead, loving the husky giggle escaping her throat.

I can’t wait to know what she sounds like when I make her come, when I’m buried inside her.

Soon, my beautiful Lexi, because I can’t wait any longer to make you mine.

Chapter Ten

Lexi

Ramona stands in the hallway outside my room, her arms laden with clothing and bags.

“What in the world is all this?”

“Stuff for tonight. We are beautifying the hell out of you.”

“I guess I need a ton of work,” I mutter, letting my assistant glide past me into the room.

“Lexi, you’re gorgeous, despite your best intentions to blend in. But I saw you and Samuel Bernard in the bookstore yesterday. There is something tangible and beautiful brewing between you. I’m here to ensure that when that reined-in passion explodes, you’re wearing your best lingerie.”

“You really think he has feelings for me?”

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