“Or pumpkin spice and licorice.”
“Are you talking about the cat kind?”
“Maybe.”
“We’ll figure out how to make the pet situation work when we move in together. You need to be in a more secure building.”
“That’s a terrible reason to cohabitate.” She narrowed her eyes. “We shouldn’t rush into anything.”
“I’m doing it again, aren’t I? Sending mixed messages.” He stroked her face. “The reason I want to live with you is that you’ll be the last person I see before I go to sleep. Am I being clear enough?”
“Crystal.”
“We don’t have to move in together right away. We’ll wait until we’re ready.”
“It’s going to be a hell of a new year.”
“Just wait until baseball season starts.”
“My goal is to convert you into a Cubs fan.”
“Isn’t it enough to be your fan?” he asked.
“We’ll see if you’re still speaking to me when you discover what I did with your paperclips.”
“Crap. I owe Ted in marketing twenty bucks.”
Fingers entwined, they said their goodbyes and headed out into the frosty Chicago winter. No matter how cold the weather, Zara’s perfect mismatch would keep her warm.
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Lily Vega writes erotic paranormal and contemporary romance.
Lily lives in the Midwest with her sexy husband who combines all of Dean Winchester’s best qualities with a flair for computers. She continually cultivates her dirty mind, fueling it with caffeine and craft beer. She believes all creatures, especially those of the night, deserve mind blowing sex with a happy ever after.
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