“Good idea.” He returned to the bed and flipped through channels until he found an old James Bond flick.
“Who’s your favorite Bond?” she asked.
“Sean Connery.” He moved to the center of the mattress. “In case you’re interested, I make a pretty good pillow.”
Her girl parts went wild. She scooted closer, and he lifted one arm, tucking her against his chest.
“I bet you’re a Daniel Craig fan,” he said, resting his chin on the top of her head.
“Every woman with a pulse is a fan of Daniel Craig.”
She felt his chuckle against her ear, and the rhythmic up and down of his chest. As bizarre as the night had been, it was the stuff of her fantasies to be cuddling with Gavin. If only the night never had to end.
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