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Hannah wrapped her arms around her waist. “Now what? I head back to D.C., and we meet when we can?”

“No. We start with, what do you want?”

“I might be able to get my job back in D.C., but I’m not sure that’s what I want.”

I rested my hands on her hips. “The other day, when you took Kat’s kids out to the wetlands and explained everything about the plant life, they had fun. You could open a youth education center and teach kids about the environment.”

Hannah’s face lit up. “That would be so cool, but I don’t have the funds to do that. And don’t even think about handing me a check to make it happen.”

For years, I’d hated how a woman wanted to be with me for my money. I found someone I would hand every cent I had over to except she didn’t want my money.

“Well, you could turn the idea into a nonprofit and get donations. If you don’t want money from me, I know a few billionaires who like to donate money for tax write-offs.”

“I really like this idea, but what about you? We never discussed it, but from what I read online, you planned to retire in Virginia near your library.”

Zane and Sophie had asked me to consider spending more time in Ft. Lauderdale over the years. They wanted me closer.

I couldn’t stop my lip from twitching. “Maybe I could build my library here. I think it would look nice next to the large tree.”

Hannah swatted my chest. “That’s not funny. And you didn’t answer my question. What are your plans?”

“When I left office, I was asked to do a book deal. I’ve written most of it, but I’m not sure I want it released. I wanted to spend a few years relaxing. My whole life was aligned with running for president. Maybe a wildlife nonprofit would give me a job.”

“Depends on your experience,” Hannah chuckled.

“Sounds like we have a lot worked out. We can fly to D.C. and clean out your place. As for the wildlife center, if you want my help, I can help with setting up the nonprofit part and organizing the donors. I’m sure Alex could help with a small structure on the land. Tomorrow I’ll talk with Zane and see if he thinks it’s okay for us to move to the penthouse, so we have more time together.”

“Now that we have a few things worked out, I think my boyfriend should take me down to our cabin.”

I hated the sound of being downgraded to her boyfriend.

“Remember when we first met?”

Hannah giggled, “You mean two weeks ago?”

I lightly swatted her ass. “Yes, I told you if you put yourself down or put yourself in danger, I planned to spank your ass.”

She swallowed hard. “But…I’ve been a good girl.”

“A few days ago, you tried to leave on your own to attend a protest alone. I don’t think that counts as being good. During the protest, you also tried to make me jealous by hugging Tim.”

I’d meant to have Sophie dig into Tim’s past. Something about the asshole didn’t sit well with me. It wasn’t just the way he stared Hannah down. A lot of men gazed at her like she was the only woman on earth.

“Does that mean you plan to take me downstairs and put me over your lap?”

“Not downstairs.” I hooked my fingers under the straps of her dress and pushed them off her shoulders. The dress was loose enough that it pooled at her feet. She wasn’t wearing a bra and stood before me in only a pair of lace panties.

My mouth watered, but I reminded myself that I planned to take my time. “Turn around and place your hands on the railing.”

She faced out to the ocean and leaned forward. “Like this?” she asked as she shook her ass.

Hannah was curvy in all the right places and looked like every man’s wet dream standing before me. But right now, she was mine only. And I planned to keep it that way.

My hand came down on the center of her ass. The moan that escaped her lips was barely audible. I hated the thin fabric between us. Hannah wiggled her ass as I worked the lace panties down her toned legs. Her ass was slightly pink. My cock pulsed with need as I brought my hand down a second time. Heat vibrated from her skin as I slid my hand between her legs and pressed two fingers straight into her. She pushed her hips back, and I moved my fingers deep inside her.

“You’re dripping. Is that all from the little spanking I just gave you?”

She glanced over her shoulder, and our eyes connected. “Please…more.”

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