“I think we’ve just been ditched for sex,” Anja said with a grin.

“No doubt. But I have to admit they are kind of cute together.” She studied Anja. “Are you tired too? I mean, tired for real. I know we’ve been working our asses off all week to get things ready for the website launch. I could drive you home if you want to make it an early night.”

Anja’s gaze darted away, then back to Susanne’s eyes. “Could I…stay over?”

Susanne smiled. Truth be told, she had secretly hoped Anja would consider another sleepover. “Sure. That would be great, actually. And we already proved that we can keep our hands off each other…for the most part.” She chuckled.

Anja didn’t laugh. The look on her face was intense. “Who said I want us to keep our hands off each other?”

“You, um…” Susanne had to swallow against her suddenly dry mouth before she could continue. “You want to…?”

“Make love to you.”

There was not even a hint of doubt in her tone, so Susanne didn’t ask if she was sure.

“Unless you’re too tired.”

“Are you kidding me? I’ll never be too tired to make love to you, even when I’m ninety.” She bit her lip. Damn. That sounded like the promise of forever that she’d been trying to avoid.

But luckily, Anja didn’t seem to notice. She took Susanne’s hand and led her to the bedroom as if it were her apartment, not Susanne’s.

God, this newfound confidence was kind of hot, especially when Anja gently pressed her down on the bed. She put her knee on the bed between Susanne’s legs, and a groan escaped Susanne, as she could already imagine what that slender thigh would feel like pressed against her more intimately.

About to follow her down on the bed, Anja paused. “Oh, I forgot. What about your blister?”

“It’s nearly healed. Besides, it’s on my left hand.”

“So you only said you were out of commission so I wouldn’t feel bad on Wednesday?”

Susanne shrugged. “Yeah, well…mostly.”

“You are so sweet. Sweet and hot.” Anja’s gaze raked over her. “Have I told you how much I love seeing you in jeans?”

“How about seeing me out of them?”

“Let’s find out.” Anja knelt between Susanne’s spread legs and reached for the button on her jeans. Despite her confident tone and actions, her fingers trembled.

Susanne gently covered them with her own. “You okay?”

Anja dug her teeth into her bottom lip and nodded. “It’s just… It’s been a while.”

Susanne smiled softly. “Want me to remind you?” She dipped one finger beneath the waistband of Anja’s jeans and caressed the smooth skin of her lower belly.

Anja sucked in a breath, and the muscles of her belly quivered beneath Susanne’s hand. “God, yes.”