Sable

Dare kisses me again and then draws back, brushing my hair from my face. “I’m not the man I used to be.”

“How so?” I ask quietly, trailing my fingertips over his broad shoulders. His skin is like satin and warmer than a ray of sunlight. “If you mean what just happened, you’re plenty of man. I thought we were going to knock over this tree.”

He laughs out loud, throwing his head back as amusement glints in his brown eyes. His reaction sends a flash of warmth and affection through me. I’m not used to being the source of laughter for anyone, but I like it.

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