Jolie opened the door and asked curiously, "When did you leave?"

Gavin replied, "I live upstairs. I just went back to take a shower."

He had also changed into a simple set of loungewear-a white T-shirt-that made him look several years younger. Jolie's gaze lingered on him briefly before she quickly looked away and shut the door.

She headed straight to the bedroom, but Gavin watched her and asked, "Why aren't you going to the master bedroom?"

Without turning back, Jolie replied, "I don't want to end up having to change the sheets later. It's exhausting."

She was well aware of his tendencies. Once things started, they wouldn't stop until everything was a complete mess.

She cleverly opted for the guest room, figuring she could clean up after a good night's sleep.

However, Gavin said, "But I want to be in the master bedroom."

Jolie immediately frowned and turned back to glare at him. "Gavin, do you always have to be so demanding? This is my house!" Gavin looked at her calmly. "If you're not okay with it, we can go to my place."

After a pause, he added, "It's not far. Just upstairs."

She

let's go to your

and stomped toward the door, her face puffed

smile, though the expression vanished just

Jolie began to regret her decision. Why had she

walking right

it. His place was just

elevator first, opened

slightly. Avoiding his gaze,

a few lights on. She didn't bother to

behind her

Gavin scooped her up in

her hands reflexively wrapping around his neck, afraid of

His arms were strong and steady, holding her

Despite their many close

jawline, lightly pressed pale pink lips, and the kissable shape of

desire in his eyes was

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