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Chapter 4-3
Meanwhile, it shouldn’t be hard to find things to keep him occupied after our ride with his mother tomorrow. Maybe I’d build us a fort of sofa pillows and blankets in the living area. Quinn could supervise. On second thought, he was too intense to settle for just supervising. He’d want to be a hands-on kind of.… My mouth went dry at the thought of him being hands-on with me, and my c**k twitched. Oh, yeah. We’d definitely have to build that fort. With an effort, I brought my mind back to the present. I took a stuffed sandwich off the griddle, humming softly, and slid it onto a plate. “‘Blue Champagne’?” Quinn sounded surprised. “Yeah. Someone I know has it for the ringtone on his cell phone.” “Really.” There was a smile in his eyes. He was pleased I’d recognized it. I sliced the Mont
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