Upstairs, with the door to their bedroom shut and locked against the outside world, they were all alone. Liam watched as Denise pulled off her flannel footies, which she'd proudly worn through the movie, even though she probably had to be burning up."I was hoping you wouldn't be sleeping in those," he shot her a grin as he lifted his t-shirt over his torso."With the sexy grin you just threw me, I have a feeling you're hoping I won't be wearing anything at all when I go to bed."How did she know everything he was thinking, everything he was feeling, all the time? "You kinda, sorta, read my mind."She threw hear head back, her dark tresses sweeping over the curve of her spine. "Let me let you in on a little secret."He wanted to know all of her secrets, didn't matter what they were, and didn't matter how she thought they'd made her look in his eyes. He wanted to know everything about her. "Please enlighten me," he pushed his hands to the pajama pants he wore, working to untie
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