Emma's POV " Would not it have been better if we had gone to my hotel room? " He asked and I glared. He raised his hands in surrender, still smiling. “Alright, alright. Just offering. But you know, with the three of us in that one little bedroom tonight, it’s going to get cozy.”I nearly choked on the water, I was drinking, my face flushing. “Excuse me?”James, completely oblivious to the innuendo, laughed. “It’ll be like camping, Mummy!”Ryan grinned at me, clearly enjoying my discomfort. “Yeah, like camping. Just us three… all snug and close. Cozy.” he winked. Idiot! As if...But I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. “You’ll be on the sofa, Ryan. Don’t even think otherwise.”He chuckled, leaning in slightly, his voice dropping so only I could hear. “Oh, c'mon, Emma, we both know, you will enjoy having me in bed. Don't bother to deny it.”I glared at him, ignoring the way his nearness sent an unexpected shiver down my spine. This wasn’t happening. I was not going to let him
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