Her heart slowed some as the warm, woodsy smell of Sebastian’s soap washed over her and she realized she was safe. His breath fell across her nape, followed by the gentle scrape of stubble as snared her hips and moved against her in a languid sway. “What did you pick?” he asked, plucking the decorative pillow from her hands. “I couldn’t decide,” she admitted. “I don’t know what sort of stuff Josh and Monique like to watch.” Stepping around her, he tossed the pillow on top of the chaise lounge she’d been arranging. “This isn’t about them, baby. My house, my rules. Pick out something that will make you happy.” “Yeah? What if I choose some sappy romance?” she asked, quirking a brow in his direction. Sebastian prowled closer with a soft chuckle. “I’ll live, but I wouldn’t pick anything too sexy if I were you. Three weeks is a very, very long time to go without enjoying your body.
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