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“You’re letting me use your body as a bed, that means something.”

“Yeah, it does. And for as much as I could stay out here forever with you, it’s late and I don’t want to piss off your dad on our first date.”

“Guess I’d better not tell him you made me come three times then.”

“Three?” His brow arched with smug amusement. “It was at least four, wasn’t it?”

“I’m pretty sure it was only three.”

“Is that right?” Ezra worked his hand between our bodies and found my center, sliding his finger inside me. My breath caught in my throat as he stretched me. “Better make sure it’s four then.”

“Good morning, sweetheart,” Mom said as I entered the kitchen. “How was your hot date?”

“Mom!” My cheeks burned.

“What? It was just a question.” She hid her grin behind a gallery brochure.

“It was really nice, Mom.”

“I’m happy for you, baby. But remember to take things slow. You’ve both been through so much…”

“You don’t need to worry,” I said, bending to kiss her cheek. “We’re going at our own pace.”

“Good. Y