She was kissing his neck.
“Rowan bought Stanton House from the mayor.”
“No.” Her kisses were moving downward.
“He’s hired Stacy to oversee the restoration and to decorate the place. Knowing those two, the whole house will be white.”
Terri’s face disappeared under the covers. “Anything else?”
“That about covers it. But you need to—” He drew in his breath.
“I guess it won’t matter if we’re late,” he murmured, then closed his eyes.
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