His breath blew over my damp hair across my neck. I listened as his breathing slowed, and he fell asleep holding me. We needed to talk. I had so much I wanted to say, but he needed sleep. I’d seen the exhaustion in his eyes. We could talk later. His tightening arms woke me up. His stomach growling made me laugh. I could feel him hard against my back. “I’m hungry.” His rough, sleepy voice was precious. “There’s a frozen lasagna in the freezer that I can heat up.” He turned me so I was on my back and moved down my body while he spoke, “That’s not what I’m hungry for.” How could I not laugh? I’d heard his stomach. “You’re such a liar.” “Okay, so I’m hungry for two things. Stay still or I’ll tie you down.” “What if I want to be tied down?” He did what I least expected.
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