C16 Livia

I’m about to get up when Chase stirs. “You’re fun,” he says, nudging my back with his elbow.

I half laugh, half choke. “I’m fairly certain that any fun that was had was because of you.”

“And you.”

I glance back at him and find he’s grinning with as much lust in his gaze as ever. “I assure you,” I tell him in my very serious, very librarian voice, “I am not fun.”

He laughs. “Whatever you say