Chapter 272

“Hey,” I protest, smiling up at Kent as he brushes a thumb against the underside of my breast. “I thought you wanted me to get up?”

“I wanted you to wake up,” he replies, sighing a little contented breath through his nose. “Out of bed is…harder.”

“Fine by me,” I murmur, turning my face up towards his, but Kent sighs and loosens his grip around me.

“No,” he says, shaking his head and groaning as he moves away from me. “I’m already two hours late. If I get started doing what I actually want to do this morning, we won’t make it to breakfast until eight.”

looking around again for this miraculous coffee machine while I wrap the sheets

little boxer briefs. Then, to my surprise, he presses against a little section of the wall that, like

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mouth drops open a little as

bar hidden on the other side, complete with an espresso machine, and

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going wide, completely charmed by it. Before I can think I’m up and

over.

messing up the whole bed

flick a lightning–fast–eye roll his way and then reach out towards the machine, wanting to press all of the little buttons, my mouth watering a little at the thought of a nice espresso to start the morning –

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