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“They’re evil,” Trevor muttered against her belly, which was immediately followed by pressing a kiss against her belly through the Bradford Construction tee-shirt that she’d helped herself to from his closet before he turned his head and released a heartfelt sigh.

“What did they do now?” Zoe asked, placing her book down next to her on the bed and-

“Exist,” Trevor mumbled, making her lips twitch.

Knowing that he wouldn’t appreciate it if she smile right now, Zoe cleared her throat and wrapped her arms around him and began running her fingers through his hair. “What else did they do?”

Tilting his head back so that he could glare at her, he demanded, “That’s not enough?”

“It usually takes more to piss you off,” Zoe reminded him, watching as his eyes narrowed dangerously on her before he slowly, ever so slowly, went back to using her as a pillow.

“I’m not pissed,” Trevor grumbled, following that up with another kiss.

“Then, what are you?” Zoe asked, staring up at the ceiling as she ran her fingers through his hair, losing herself in the soothing gesture while she went over everything that she had to do in the morning.

“Deeply concerned,” he muttered, making her frown.