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I lie down next to her and pull her into my arms. “It will be better next time.”

She’s in awe. “Better? I don’t see how.”

“It won’t hurt next time.”

She settles her head against my chest. “It only hurt for a minute, and then you made it feel good.”

I kiss the top of her head. I didn’t want to hurt her, so I’m glad I was able to make it good for her. “We need to clean up a little.”

I don’t want to get out of bed, but I know we have to. I stand up and then reach for her hand. She stands up to follow me and smiles. “So, uh, when can we do that again?”

As I turn on the water and wait for it to get hot, I have her held against me. “You’re going to be sore after that, Haven. You may need a day or two to rest.”

She gives me a sour look. “Oh, okay.”

I pat her on the ass before squeezing it and pulling her under the spray of the water. “There’s other things I can do, though… like this morning.”

Her eyes light up. “This morning… yeah, that was good too.”

I chuckle. “Well, I’m glad you approve because I’m going to need more of that. I thought about it all day.”

She puts her arms around my neck. I don’t discount what it means to have her reaching for me and holding her arms around me. I know this is something that she needs, but I didn’t realize that I needed it just as much as she does. She plants a kiss on my chest. “I thought about it all day too.”

I bury my face in her neck and inhale deeply. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you, peaches.”

I’m not sure, but I think I hear her murmur, “I hope not.”

25

HAVEN

“You’re going to be bored.”

“I’m not,” he insists.

I roll my eyes. “This is not fun. It’s a lot of standing around while they figure out lighting, space, direction. Well, in your case, it will be a lot of sitting around.”

He stops, and since he’s holding my hand, he pulls me to a stop with him. “Do you not want me to go in with you?”

We’re standing outside of the studio where I’m supposed to do a photoshoot today. It’s with Axle, the handsy photographer, and King has insisted on coming with me.

Of course I want him with me, but I feel bad. The man is being pulled in a thousand differentdirections, and he shouldn’t have to come here and babysit me. “Of course I want you with me, but you were on the phone the whole way here. Whoever you were talking to was not happy about you missing a meeting today.”

“It doesn’t matter. None of that matters. I may have to work a little while I’m here—”

“I could have just canceled. Not now, because it’s too late, but I could have last week.”

He cups my face in his hands. “You will never quit a job because some man thinks it’s okay to touch you.”

I can’t help but look at him worriedly, and he shakes his head. “You just go in there and do your thing. I’ll take care of the rest.”

I put my hands at his waist and tug at his shirt. Today he’s in a jacket and tie, and he takes my breath at the way he fills his suit. “Are you going to be nice?”

He kisses the tip of my nose. “I’m always nice. Now let’s go. You don’t want to be late.”

I get halfway through the door and stop. “Oh, I forgot to tell you. Today, I’m modeling pajamas.”

His hand grips my waist. “Pajamas?”

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