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He chuckled.
She finished her pizza, ate a second slice of her favourite, and then smiled. “What do we do with the rest of it?”
“Well, I am going to continue to eat for a bit, so come and cuddle with me so that I don’t have to eat alone.”
“Um. Cuddle?”
His left arm dragged her up his thigh against his chest, and he tucked her against him and made a happy sort of sound. She leaned against him in a pizza-scented haze with a full belly and relaxed. “Your fault if I nap.”
He mumbled, “Not a problem. What time do you have to get to work?”
“Five in the morning.”
“Ouch. Right. You will be there, no matter how much you sleep.”
She inhaled, and he smelled warm and masculine and like spice and pizza. She turned her head against his shoulder and curled up against him. She would get to work on time. She was sure of it.
Chapter Four
Val was woken up byvoices, but she curled up against the king and returned to restful sleep. He was shockingly comfortable. Warm and steady.
The previous night had been tiring, and her day’s work hadn’t helped.
Her internal clock woke her, and she sat up with a jolt. There was a groan, and the king rubbed his face to look at her. “You weren’t kidding.”
She looked down, and she was still wearing her sundress.
She blinked. “Right. Thanks for that.”
He sat up and chuckled. “You will know when you share my bed for pleasure. I promise. This was just getting you used to being in a bed with me.”
She snorted and leaned forward. Her hair swung, and she sighed. “My hair tie?”
“Lost to the ages.”
She snorted and checked her watch. She had half an hour before she had to leave, but she wanted to find a shower.
