Page 128 of Dangerous Encore
"You look bestnaked."
I can't help but smile. "You know whatImean."
He shakes his head. "You're perfect the wayyouare."
"I guess you wouldn't understand this, what with your effortless rockstarhair."
"Rockstarhair?"
I run my fingers through his messy hair. "Yeah. It's the perfect shade of brown, and it's just long enough, and it has aslightwave."
"That makes itrockstar?"
"Okay, it's not really rock star hair… justeffortless."
"And?"
"And this—" I slide my hand under his t-shirt and press my palm against his stomach. "You're built likeatank."
"I spend ten hours a week atthegym."
"Okay, true. But it's because youenjoyit."
"And you don't likeworkingout?"
"Yeah, but I started because I thought Adam would want me if I wasn'tchubby."
"And you want to poke at those insecuritiesbecause…"
"Not all of us are irresistible sex gods. Some of us need to use makeup, hair, and style tricks to emulate the kind of divine beauty that comes naturallytoyou."
"Uh-huh."
"Yeah-huh."
"Does it actually make you happy, your mom's commentary aboutyourbody?"
"No, but she'sright."
He shakeshishead.
"Why do you care? Do you have some fetish for long hair I don't knowabout?"
"Baby, I don't care what you do with your hair. As long as I have enoughtopull."
I can't help butsmile.
"I don't care what you wear. I only care you feel goodaboutit."
"What if I look hideous at ourwedding?"
"Notpossible."
"Humorme."
He shrugs. "You'll look fucking beautiful naked, coming on my cock in our weddingsuite."
My cheeks flush. "And if my makeup is ugly, there's always doggystyle."
