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A wry smile crossed his face. “Of course.”

“We have work to do. I’m behind on my lab work. Later, I promise.”

He lightly kissed her head. “It’s not that. Although I won’t object if you want to jump into bed with me.”

“If it’s not sex....”

Rexx shook his head. This wasn’t something he could do in public. Damn, he wasn’t even sure he could do it in private.

They reached his quarters and headed inside. Only when the door was shut did he turn to Daisy. He grasped her hands.

“So.... what’s going on?” She looked around.

His words stuck. He’d practiced this in the mirror. He could say it. He could tell her he loved her.

“Is something on your mind?” Daisy tilted her head.

“I... are you happy?” Dumb ass. Just say it.

“I’ve never been happier. We’re back on the team. We have a new mission next week, and I have you right where I want you.”

“Good. That’s good.” He led her to the couch. This would be easier when they were sitting. Like that would help. He should just say it.

“Rexx. You can take this alien man of mystery thing too far. What’s up?”

“Nothing.” He took hold her hand again.

“Why do you look like you’re about to step in front of a firing squad?” Daisy flipped a leg over him and nestled in his lap. “Are you happy?”

He stroked a hand down her back. “Sure. No regrets?”

A line appeared between her eyebrows. “About what? Getting naked with you every night and having the most incredible orgasms of my life?”

He chuffed out a laugh. “Yeah. I never thought you saw me like that.”

“As my orgasm giving machine? I didn’t either. Although I’ve always wondered what it would be like to jump your bones and ride you like a prize pony. Every woman with a pulse wants to do that. But they can’t. You’re all mine. Call me selfish, but I don’t share my guy with anyone. And I want you for more reasons than the amazing sex we have.”

He grunted another laugh. “That’s good to know. And I only want one woman riding me.”

“I do fit your saddle just right. It’s like you were made for me.” Daisy chuckled and kissed the side of his mouth, her tongue poking out and tasting him.

Rexx angled his head so he could get access to that tempting mouth.

She sighed into the kiss, opening for him and meeting his tongue with her own. She pulled back. “You’re such a distraction.”

“A good one?”

Daisy tracked her fingers down his chest. “Always.”

“Same here.” He tangled their fingers before he lost track of his thoughts, ripped her clothes off, and took her on the couch. “I want you to know. I...” Why couldn’t he say it?

“You think I’m pretty?” She sing-songed the words, a gleam of mischief in her eyes.

“Of course.”

“You wanna kiss me?”

“Always. It’s not that.”