The next time Jenny saw the clock it was more than two hours later. There wasn't one spot on her body that didn't feel wonderful or cherished. Her demigod didn't need to find the words.
She shifted around to get closer, her cheek against his chest. "Tell me your plans for the next twenty-four hours. I don't want to miss a second that you're here."
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