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His expression changed as he looked at me. "I'm beginning to think I did."
I was dying to know what he meant by that statement, but my internal alarms chose that moment to blare. Further discussion would be dangerous. Better to keep things light.
Instead, I took another bite of food. "TV. Now."
Ben chuckled but did as I asked. Then he turned off the lamp next to him, plunging the room into darkness.
It was intimate and surprisingly comfortable. I could see myself here, doing this, on a daily basis.
And it felt right.
Fuck. Me. I was in so much trouble.
