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Damn, she looks hot wearing my clothes…

“You’re never getting this hoodie back.”

“It’ll be community property soon enough,” I assure her as I reach out and yank her down onto the bed again. “And I don’t mind sharing.”

“I suppose you’re going to claim partial ownership of my bras next?” she teases.

“Yep. We’ll just start putting ‘Bourgeois’ labels on everything. In fact, I’m looking forward to seeing that name on your fancy lab coat alongside all those capital letters.”

But then I worry that I’ve gone too far. What if Tenley doesn’t want to change her last name, at least not professionally?

She grins. “I suppose it’s a good thing Dr. Simms hasn’t added ‘Tenley Robin’ to the sign in front of the clinic just yet.”

And after that, I can’t help but pull her back in for five more minutes together.

CHAPTER 38

JD

My head is still pounding when I finally climb into my truck a little later that morning, but it’s all been worth it. My phone chimes with a message from my brother, but even the dread of telling Blake about my plans with Tenley can’t dampen my mood. I’ll just have to play dumb for a while until I can figure out a reasonable explanation for what I’m about to do with the woman who refused to give me the time of day only a few months ago. Maybe we should just elope and come back married so that Blake will have no choice but to accept it.

BLAKE THE SNAKE

Good morning, sunshine. How’s it hanging today?

JD

Fine.

BLAKE THE SNAKE

Cut the shit. I just passed by your house and saw Tenley’s car in the driveway.

JD

Okay, FANFREAKINGTASTIC.

BLAKE THE SNAKE

*gif of ref signaling touchdown*

??

JD

We made up.

BLAKE THE SNAKE

*peach emoji*?

JD

Talk later. I’m late for work.

BLAKE THE SNAKE

It better be because you had to kick her out of your bed and it took too long to help her find her clothes.

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