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I watch, like I know he wants me to. "I do make it easy on you, don't I? Simple pleasures," I tease while carefully carrying the slice of cake over and setting it on his stomach. I put the knife back on the cake plate and pull off my shoes to sit on the bed next to him. I look at him, letting my eyes follow the lines of his body. "My favorite plate," I say, trailing my fingers down his chest from the bow to the cake.