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As she opens the door, she glances back over her shoulder. “You have a good sleep, Zane.”

“I will,” I rasp. “The fucking best, now. Gonna dream of your hips. And that smile on your face. Want to put it there again tomorrow.”

Chapter 28

Hope

I’m grinning as I tiptoe up the stairs. It’s dark, but I know the way.

Unfortunately, so does Luna, and she’s coming downstairs at the exact same time.

“Oh,” she says.

“Hi,” I squeak.

“I couldn’t sleep,” she says.

I can’t very well tell her that I needed an orgasm, and her son took care of that problem for me. So I just stutter nod, and step out of her way so she can continue on to the kitchen.

“See you in the morning,” she says.

“Yep.”

And then I flee, because I’m a coward.

But I’m a coward who just spent an hour naked with Zane, so I’ll live with the slight embarrassment of being caught in the hall after hours.

Chapter 29

Zane

“I got caught last night,” Hope whispers as soon as she joins me in the kitchen. She has the monitor in her hand, and on the screen, Bellamy is still fast asleep.

“Luna?”

“On the stairs.”

“What did you do?”

“Squeaked? Not my most mature response.”

“Adorable, though.” I tip her face up and kiss her on the mouth. “Well, so she knows. She already knew I wanted you. It’s hard to hide.”

“Oh my God, did you talk to her about it?”

“Before we went to the waterfall.”

“You didn’t tell me!”

“Slipped my mind.”

She rubs her hands on her cheeks, then grins. “She didn’t smite me, so…that’s something?”

“My mom adores you.”

“That’s true,” Luna announces, gliding into the kitchen silently.

Hope spins around. “Good morning.”