Forget her previous failed relationship, and stop overthinking everything. The habit was difficult to break. Finn had invited her for dinner, but already thoughts of tomorrow were making themselves heard. Will I stay over? Should I pack a bag? Val pulled on a pair of jeans and a casual top and left the house. He met her at the front door, dressed in an apron with Kiss Me Quick written on it.“Is that an invitation?” Val went up on tiptoe and kissed him before he could answer. “A present from my mother,” he murmured against her lips. In a smooth move, he shut the front door before backing her up against it and claiming her mouth in a longer kiss that sent shivers up her spine. “I’ve missed you.” Val felt light and happy. It had only been a day, but she felt the same. Who needed food when they could feast on each other?Finn stepped away. The look in his eyes revealed it had taken him some effort. He rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip, his eyes dark and dangerous. “Dinner.
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