Mistaken Identities
“A chuckle made her open her eyes, and she realized Grayson lay at her side watching her. “What are you looking at?”When she would have rolled away, he captured her and pulled her into his arms. “I’m looking at you. You’re beautiful in the morning.” His gaze slid from her eyes to her lips. “And in the afternoon, and at night. But in the morning, your lips are fuller. Very interesting.”“You’re an idiot.” She laughed and smacked his arm. “Let me go, Gray.”“Don’t wanna.”She couldn’t help laughing some more, and joy burst up from inside. Squashing it down seemed impossible, so she let it do what it would for the time being. Gray let her roll over just so he could drag her back to him, his arms around her waist. He spooned her ass, and a twinge of desire sparked to life. The man had worn her body out last night, and the stupid thing wanted more.“I’m hungry,” she announced as a way to get free.His hold loosened. “Of course. You didn’t eat much yesterday.
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