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Sofa Find

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Ask him, ask him, ask him!

Anna wanted to duct tape her conscience quiet. But seeing as how the voice was in her head, she decided to forgo that idea and ignored it instead.

Staring up at Blake, she debated whether to do as he suggested or pull away and tell him to go to hell. That’s not nice!

Anna cringed inwardly. It wasn’t but which was worse – telling him off or baring her soul?

Her conscience laughed at her. He heard you talking to Anna, remember? Besides, you’re just asking! What’s the big deal?

She glanced away, needing to focus on anything but him. How ironic was it that the only thing worth looking at was him? With a dismal sigh, Anna stared at Blake’s shirtfront and clamped her lips shut.

Warm air whispered over her skin and she closed her eyes when Blake’s lips moved over her forehead.

“Ask me,” he murmured while feathering kisses down one side of her face to her ear. “Just ask, Anna.”

She bit down on her lower lip, wanting to but not wanting to either. Was knowing worth the risk? Was taking a chance better than wondering what his answer might’ve been? Anna looked at him. Her breath caught and her heart leaped at the sweet tenderness in his eyes, and she knew it’d be worth it, that his answer wouldn’t disappoint.

Anna hesitated for just a moment then shoved aside the cautious whisper from her heart and cleared her throat. “Are you happy with me? Do I make you happy?”

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Blake almost dropped to the floor in relief but he managed to lock his knees and remain standing. A wide grin threatened to split his face but he reigned it in and gave her a half smile instead.

“Yes, Anna, I am. And you do.”

Before she could say anything or could question the validity of his answer, Blake tunneled his fingers into her hair and tugged her close. She was inches away, face tilted up to his, mouth parted and eyes wide. Blake bit back a groan. Damn, she was beautiful and finally his after all these years.

Ecstasy swept through his veins and he kissed her hard, deepening the kiss almost immediately, seeking the familiarity of her warmth, her body, her touch. She stiffened at first then relaxed into him. Her arms wound around his waist, her hands skimming over his back. The heat from her palms scorched him through the thin cotton of his shirt.

He broke the kiss long enough to sweep her into his arms. Anna gasped, the sound resonating deep into his soul. Blake chuckled and sealed his lips over hers for another kiss. They were both breathing hard when he pulled away. She whimpered in protest but he shook his head and pressed a finger to her lips when she sought another kiss.

Blake carried her to the nearest counter and set her down. It was tempting to lean in and kiss her again but there was something he needed to say, something she needed to hear. So he waited until she met his gaze then said, “We need to talk first though.”