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“I can’t move.”

“Yes, you can,” Linden said, nodding toward her lap.

Asher tried to be graceful but failed miserably. When she finally made it into Linden’s lap, she pressed her forehead down against Linden’s.

“That was…” She couldn’t finish the sentence. “I want the mess, Linden.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes. I want the mess withyou.”

Linden’s hand moved between her legs then, and before Asher knew it, Linden was inside her.

“Oh, God,” she said when her hips reacted by moving forward without asking her permission.

“I want my mess to mix with your order,” Linden told her. “I want all of it.”

“Well, I’m about to come in your lap, so I’d say we’ve thrown… order out… for now.”

Asher rocked against Linden’s body, letting Linden’s curling and thrusting fingers work her inside until she was already almost there again. Linden’s lips moved to one of her nipples, which she sucked on, and Asher pressed her hands to the sofa behind Linden’s shoulders as she lifted and lowered herself on Linden’s long fingers. When Linden’s thumb flicked against her clit, Asher jerked forward, which let Linden’s fingers reach deeper inside.

“Come,” Linden said against her breast. “Come now.”

No one had ever told Asher to come like that, and she felt the wetness trickle down the inside of her own thigh. How had she never known that she’d needed this? She’d needed Linden.

“Oh, yes,” she said in a near whisper as she went over the edge again.

Catching her breath a minute later, she finally stopped rocking, but Linden kept her fingers inside her. Asher kissed her, tasting herself on Linden’s lips again, and knew that she was ready now.

“Linden?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you,” she said.

Linden’s eyes widened, and she asked, “And you mean that how I think you mean that, right?”

Asher nodded and replied, “Yes. I love you. I’minlove with you.”

“I love you, too,” Linden said as she reached up with her free hand and cupped Asher’s cheek. “I want everything with you, Asher.”

“Including my fancy designer dresses in your closet?” she teased.

“Well, inourcloset,” Linden corrected. “One day.”

“Our closet, huh?”

“Yeah. And that can be a closet in a house that we buy together.”

“We’re buying a house now?” Asher asked through her laughter.

“Not tomorrow, but yes,” Linden replied and slid her thumb over Asher’s cheek. “And maybe sometime before or after that, we can see if Carolyn would mind planningourwedding.”

Asher hadn’t been expecting that, but after only a moment, she nodded and gave Linden a smile that she hoped conveyed that this plan was more than fine with her.

“I have to tell you something,” she said.

“What?” Linden asked as she kissed her neck.

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