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I was not the kind of person who liked having people in my space, especially not when I woke up but I was not complaining when I woke up to Jake’s stubble tickling my cheeks as he pressed soft kisses onto my shoulders and collarbone.

Once he realized I was awake, he managed to pull me out of bed long enough to get cleaned while he made breakfast. There was something entire erotic about seeing a man cooking for you and it was a miracle I wasn’t all over him. The only thing that kept me in place was the reminder that I had work and I needed to be home so I could get changed.

“If you had clothes here then it wouldn’t be a problem,” he shrugged and I raised a brow.

“Is that your way of asking me to move in with you?”

“Not yet, before that happens I would still have to talk to your father and we both aren’t ready for that,” I couldn’t help but cringe when I tried to figure out how my dad would react to the news. Whatever it was, I knew it wouldn’t be good. “I’m just saying that it would sa