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... up the stairs, but neither of them had moved since the earlier talk.
Izan, still lay stretched on his back, one arm tucked behind his head, the other lazily wrapped around Olivia’s waist.
She was trying—not very hard—to wiggle out of it.
"You promised," she said, voice muffled against the pillow.
"We said we’d go down five minutes ago."
"I did say that."
"Liar."
"I meant it at the time."
She turned her face toward him, cheeks still ...
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