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“Let’s get tucked into bed,” he said gruffly.
She just nodded and laced her fingers back into his.
He’d pulled on boxers, his regular sleeping attire, but she didn’t stop at her dresser as she usually did. Instead she stumbled to the bed, dropping her robe on the floor as she crawled under the covers buck naked.
In a flash, he was under there with her. She curled up into his side and he pressed a silent kiss to her forehead.
Before he could figure out the next thing to say—maybe you’ve said enough for one night, Romeo—she let out a small, fluttery sigh, and her hand relaxed on his chest.
Well, damn. She really had been tired.
Tomorrow. They’d talk more tomorrow.
