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Chapter 12

"You looked good in my clothes. I wouldn't mind loaning them out again. And with all the hotels I visit, I always leave my brushes behind, so I keep a bunch of new unopened packages of them in the drawer to the left of the sink. You are welcome to one."

He effectively destroyed any argument she would have had, and finally she had to concede with a nod.

"Okay, I'll stay."

He took a step closer, their bodies almost touching, and his head dipped a few inches as though he was going to kiss her.

Please, please kiss me. Her silent prayer went unanswered. Instead, he swept the pad of his thumb over her lips, as though trying to memorize their shape and feel.

The man was going to kill her. All these near-kisses and no­kisses. If she didn't get control of herself, she was going to grab him and kiss him herself.

"Good. Let's change, and then we'll get a movie going."

Ten minutes later, Felicity was sitting on one end of the couch in the center of the L-shape, wearing Jared's black boxers
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