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hand just before he left my bedside. “Do you want to stay?”
    He glanced at the door and back to me, then knelt down so we were eye to eye. “Here, with you?”
    I nodded and watched on as he licked his lips while it looked like his brain went a mile a minute. I stifled a tired giggle and pulled the covers down on the other side of the bed. “I don’t want to stay here all alone.”
    He lifted himself off the floor and began walking toward my door.
    It was worth a shot. I sighed to myself.
    Duke took the knob of the door in his hand and pushed it closed then twisted the lock. His giant frame stood there, staring at the closed door, and then slowly turned back around toward me.
    My sleepy smile grew wide as he walked to the other side of my bed.
    His eyes were locked on mine, almost requesting permission, even though I’d been the one who asked him to stay. He was taking way too long to get in bed.
    “I won’t bite. I promise.”
    A small grin spread across his face. “Close your eyes.”
    My brows pulled together in a look of confusion. “Why?”
    He pointed to his clothes. “I’m not sleeping in these.”
    Disappointed that I wasn’t going to see him strip down to his skivvies, I grabbed a pillow and tugged it over my eyes. I heard the swoosh of his shirt being pulled off his body, and, without hesitation, I sneakily peered from behind the pillow just in time to see him pull his jeans down and stand up in nothing but a pair of boxers. Inhaling deeply, I held my breath, watching this beautiful man stand before me almost completely naked, yet so very clothed. His body was perfectly sculpted; each muscle as if it had been chiseled by the great Michelangelo himself. I was lost in a daze, admiring the prominent V that dipped into his boxers, when he cleared his throat, pulling me out of my own personal heaven.
    “I shouldn’t be doing this. You know that, right?”
    I rolled my eyes. “Oh shut up and get into bed.”
    He climbed into my giant bed and positioned himself to where he was comfortable, yet far enough away so he wasn’t in jeopardy of touching me.
    I just shook my head, rolled over, and whispered to myself, “Is it really that difficult for a guy to just sleep in bed with a girl?”
    The covers shifted with the movement of Duke’s body. “You have no idea.”
     
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    The breeze from my open windows woke me out of a sound sleep, and I began to shiver underneath the covers.
    Duke carefully slid closer to my side of the bed, resting his warm hand on my hip. Instantly, it felt as if a heater had been placed a top of my cold skin. Half-asleep, he asked groggily, “You want me to close the windows? You’re freezing.”
    I shook my head no and reached for his hand. I pulled it over me, forcing his body to press up against my own. “No, you’re warm enough.”
    His frame was rigid so I wiggled deeper into his body. “Relax, Duke. I’m not going to steal your virtue.”
    He chuckled at my comment and pressed his nose into my hair, drawing in a deep breath, relaxing as he exhaled.
    I smiled to myself just as he whispered into my ear, his breath kissing my skin. “Go back to sleep.”
    I nodded my head, a smile plastered on my face, and pulled his arm tighter around me as I drifted back into a deep slumber, dreaming of the man who’d entered my life so unexpectedly and had somehow managed to find his way into my bed.
     

CHAPTER FOUR
    My internal alarm clock went off at exactly six in the morning. My muscles stretched as I glanced over at the body lying next to me. This man was the epitome of perfection, even when he was sound asleep.
    The sheet caressed his ass effortlessly, and I suddenly wished I was Egyptian cotton. He was asleep on his belly, so I had full view of his muscled back and arms. My eyes lingered on each tattoo; I could count three from where I was lying: one on his right arm and two on his side.
    The biggest one on his right arm was definitely military-related, having an