I know I'm the one who put limits on this... this thing," she said, and bit her lower lip, suddenly nervous. "But I'm pretty sure we're not quite done with each other."	He looked at her for what felt like a long time. "You want another night."	Still unable to take her eyes off his mouth, she didn't muzzle herself. "I want as long as it takes."	He cupped her jaw, lifting her head up so that she was looking into his eyes again. "Don't make promises you can't keep."	"What makes you think I can't keep it?"	"Because you seem to like things one night at a time," he said in that low, sexy voice. "But no way is one more night going to be enough.
Jill Shalvis, My Kind of Wonderful
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