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Chapter 12

Trevon's hand shot out, gripping her wrist. He peered at her through half-closed eyes.

"Lydia?"

Lydia's eyes lit up. "Yes, it's me, Trevon."

She leaned in, aiming for a kiss, but Trevon flipped her beneath him. He loosened his tie and leaned closer, their lips inches apart, but he paused at the last second.

Lydia's heart, which had been soaring in anticipation, plummeted.

Trevon's brow furrowed. "Your perfume—it's overpowering."

Lydia was speechless. After all those years, she still had not kicked that habit.

She gave Trevon a look of slight hurt. "I'll take a shower. Can you wait for me, Trevon?"

Without waiting for an answer, she rose from the bed, her fingers grazing his body in a possibly accidental, possibly intentional caress.

Trevon's gaze grew intense.

Lydia stepped out of the shower, her gaze fixed on Trevon's silhouette on the bed. With a determined breath, she stripped off her towel in one swift motion.

Bare-skinned, she slid under Trevon's covers.

Trevon barely
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