Kate's POV “Great. You’ve changed,” Jeremy said when I opened the door, voice low and a little rough around the edges.I nodded, suddenly hyper-aware of how his T-shirt hung loose on me—soft cotton brushing my nipples every time I moved, the hem skimming the tops of my thighs, barely covering the curve of my ass. The shorts were too big; the drawstring had slipped low on my hips, leaving a tempting strip of bare skin between fabric and shirt. I tugged at the hem self-consciously, feeling the air kiss the sensitive skin between my legs where I was still damp from the shower and my own guilty fingers.“Are you comfortable in those?” he asked, eyes tracing the line of my bare legs—slow, deliberate—before flicking back up to my face. His pupils were dark, throat working on a swallow he couldn’t hide.“Yes,” I said softly, voice catching just a little.He looked at me a beat longer—too long—gaze dropping again to where the shirt clung to the swell of my breasts, the faint outline of my ni
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