Page 91 of The Rivals' Touch

“It’s early,” I whisper, trailing my eyes over her face. Her smooth skin and tempting cupid’s bow.

“We don’t have to sleep.”

I smile, tracing my finger over her bottom lip. “No?”

She nips it with her teeth. “We can talk.”

“Talk?” I bite back a laugh. As if we would do any talking.

She grins, brushing my hair away from my face. “Or something.”

My lips twitch. “What would we talk about?”

“I don’t know. How about the fact that you’re in my bed and you’re not naked? It’s a tragedy.”

For once, we agree on something.

I sink my teeth into my bottom lip to stop smiling like a fool. “You want to see me naked, Legacy?”

She steals a kiss and smiles against my lips. “Every second of the day.”

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