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"Are you more worried about what she has to say or what you need to get off your mind?" I hugged him tight, burying my face in his shoulder. "Mine.
Because I could see from the sweat on his forehead and the overly-defined muscles in his arms, he was straining to maintain control. His eyes flashed, and he leaned forward.
The heat of his palm was palpable as it lingered over one nipple, which seemed to strain for his contact.
We agreed that Christmas was the perfect time.
"Let Jolie deal with it," he said, taking my hand and steering me on toward the front door.