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“And I want to be sure I’m the only reason you have such beautiful bedhead.” He mused, running his fingers through her hair as he felt soft lips, sharp teeth, and warm fingers against his skin. Gods this woman was a temptress, one he was only happy to welcome into his bed every night for all of eternity. He couldn’t believe how happy he was, not just for what conspired last night, but for this sun kissed moment. “I thank you for that congratulations. And perhaps I will break the record and have you sleep until ten tomorrow, Ella Mills.” He whispered and buried his face in warm hazelnut hair.
















