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However, the smirk at the corner of his mouth only deepened.

Hull scooped her up effortlessly and strode straight toward the bathroom, her legs wrapped around his waist. As they went, he leaned in, voice low and teasing right by her ear: "So, you like that?"

There was no mistaking the meaning in his tone.

Susanna: "...

Her cheeks flushed a bright, telltale red.

How had she not realized before? The guy always looked so put-together, all cool

and aloof on the outside, like some untouchable saint.

In reality, he was a total tease-a wolf in sheep's clothing.

And when he talked dirty, he was the king of innuendo.

"I'll shower by myself. Go on, get out," she insisted as soon as they got inside, not letting him get anywhere near her.

Hull raised an eyebrow. "Still got the energy to wash up? Guess I didn't try hard enough."

Susanna: "!!!"

Before she could even gasp, he pulled her back for round two right there in the shower.

This time, Susanna actually passed out.

Morning sunlight streamed in.

beach houses lining the sand. The sea sparkled under the light, so calm it seemed

looked like he was in the best mood in

his mug-black coffee, strong and listened as Silas filled him in on last night's drama: Brett had been loudly swearing he

shrugged. "Let

was, finally relaxed. "Are we

sly, nothing like the one he wore earlier. "We're after

Silas asked, meaning, if Brett was heading to Ronald, maybe

just chuckled. "He won't

Silas: "..."

had stomped off in a fury last

between his

had been put

the dead, not waking until nearly nine

Hull brought in

eggs, bacon, toast, and a glass of fresh orange juice but she was still half-asleep, buried under

set the tray down quietly,

just as he turned to go, he heard her mumble, still

an amused glint in his

Susanna rolled over-and with a thud, toppled

but he was too

soft "oof," sitting up, dazed.

on

two steps and

usual cool tone was edged with just a hint of fond exasperation: "How

Honestly, he was amazed.