Chapter 45

• He took the AirPods out of my ears and his phone out of my hand, then tucked both into the pocket of his pajama bottoms. Still smiling at me, he leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my lips. “Look at you,” he whispered.
• I blinked and slid my hands around his waist. “What? What do I look like?”
• “Softer and more relaxed than I’ve ever seen you,” he whispered, brushing a loose curl away from my face. “Sated but still wanting more, like a kid staring at the dessert table. Wait...maybe I’m talking about myself,” he said with a laugh, but it died on his tongue when he glanced downward, his eyes devouring my still-exposed skin. “Am I right? Do you want more?”