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the floor with a solid thump.
    Paige winced and he grimaced. “You wanna add brain damage to the list of things you’ve done to me today?” He sat up and rubbed the back of his head.
    “Sorry. Here.” She tossed him the bag of peas and watched them smack him in the face. They both groaned. Pulling her robe fully closed, Paige buried her face into her hands. “Felix—”
    “If you’re gonna hurt me shouldn’t I be wearing a collar and calling you ‘Mistress’?”
    She couldn’t help it, that first snort slipped out and after that, laughing was inevitable. Before she knew it, they were both on their sides.
    “I’m sorry,” Paige gasped. “I swear I’m not doing it on purpose.”
    He just grinned as he sat up. “I’ll believe it when the throbbing in my head and my cock stops.”
    Her eyes drifted to the very noticeable bulge in his pajama bottoms. Biting her lip, she asked, “Want another bag of peas?” It was better than saying, “Can I have it? Please, please, please?”
    Smirking, he answered, “It wouldn’t help...trust me.”
    Paige sucked down a deep breath and stood. She knew what would help, lots and lots of…No, no, no. She couldn’t go there. Bed time tango wasn’t her forte. Past experience had more than taught her that. “And on that note, I’m going back to bed.”
    Felix was off the floor in seconds and grabbing her hand. “Oh no you don’t. You haven’t eaten all day and I’ll be damned if I watch you go back to bed hungry.”
    He led her to her original spot at the kitchen island and headed to the fridge. Paige watched the corded muscles in his back bunch with every move he made as he took out a foil wrapped plate and turned on the oven. She rubbed her thighs together to ease the ache that had formed between them. He set the plate inside and set the timer before sitting across from her and placing the bag of peas back to his forehead.
    She winced again. “Does it hurt?”
    “Only when I do this.” He made a funny face that pulled a chuckle out of her. His smile was wide and bright. “I’m sorry I spooked you.”
    “Why were you down here, skulking around anyway?”
    “I don’t skulk. I’m simply light and stealthy on my feet.”
    “Dude, you weigh over two hundred and fifty pounds yet you move like a kitten. That’s skulking.”
    “I have plenty of other skills that I’d be more than glad to show you.” He waggled his brows then moaned. That’s when Paige got up and went around the island to him, gripping his face between her hands. “I think I might’ve given you a concussion.”
    “Really? And where’d that deductive reasoning come in Dr. Matthews? Before or after you almost knocked my head off my shoulders?”
    She narrowed her eyes at him. “If I didn’t do it already I can make it happen, you know that right?”
    His eyes twinkled. “You’re so cute when you’re threatening me. You get this little line right here.” Reaching up he smoothed his thumb between her eyebrows. She didn’t back away from his touch. His hands were amazing, so gentle despite the fact that he worked with them all day in the roughest conditions.
    Paige’s breath faltered as he cupped her cheek and drew her head nearer to his. He licked his lips and she mimicked the action. One taste couldn’t hurt, right? It stood to reason that Felix had kissed her more than enough over the years that she knew his mouth almost as intimately as she knew her own so one more kiss wouldn’t be her downfall would it?
    Even as the thought crossed her mind, she knew it was a lie. This kiss wouldn’t be like any of the others; the ones that Felix stole at every opportunity—the rushed pressing of his lips to hers before he pulled away and ran off. No, the moment he brushed his mouth across hers, softly, gently, she knew she was in trouble. Lots and lots of trouble.
     

     
    The concussion was worth it as far as he was concerned dammit. He had Paige pliant in his arms, kissing him back without