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Allison rolled over on her back to watch Jason toss off his shirt and boots then shoot her that knowing look and a small, smug grin.
She let him, didn’t even comment, just watched him strip down to his boxers then crawl under the covers beside her.
“Enjoy the show?”
“Pretty sure there’s supposed to be some performance to a show,” she countered, not because she hadn't but because he was too fun to tease.
“Cute.” He pressed his face into her neck and kissed her, hands already moving. “I can give you a show.”
She laughed and let him.