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breakfast, remember?”
    He grunted.
    The chime rang again, and Quinn realized Xindra wasn’t rising to answer it. He thought about a standoff between them, but she had his heart humming so loudly he couldn’t hold on to his stubbornness. Married for a day, and she already had him wrapped around her little finger.
    Groaning, he shifted out from beneath her and sat up on the edge of the bed. His thighs quivered when he stood and put weight on them, but he felt better as soon as he started to move around and loosen up. Although he knew his pants were crumpled somewhere on the floor, he didn’t see them at the moment. Instead, he grabbed a hotel robe off the back of the bathroom door. He’d just shrugged it on and was still tying the sash when the door chime bleated once more.
    “Coming,” he grumbled.
    Quinn scrubbed his face with one palm and opened up. Sure enough, there was one of the staff with a hover tray carrying a covered breakfast.
    “Good morning, Mr. Phlyx-Nigel,” the young man greeted him. “I have your order here. Where would you like me to put it?”
    Still not at his best, Quinn blinked for a moment. “Just set it down on the side table for now. We’ll take it in the bedroom.”
    At the mention of the bedroom, the young man glanced that way, which was when Quinn realized he hadn’t closed the door. Xindra was still sprawled on her stomach with the sheet riding the curve just above her buttocks. This left her back bare except for the partial drape of her hair. She was angled just enough to hint at the swell of one breast without actually revealing anything.
    The young man turned back to Quinn and shot him a cheeky grin. “As you wish, sir. Enjoy your morning.”
    Quinn watched the hotel employee leave without waiting for a tip. It was just as well. He would have had to locate his discarded pants to offer one.
    Grabbing the tray, he returned to the bedroom and gingerly sat down beside his wife. He reached out to tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear and immediately fell into her amethyst gaze.
    “Breakfast in bed,” he announced. “Just don’t expect this kind of treatment every morning.”
    She smiled and sat up, not even bothering to cover herself with the sheet. It pooled in her lap, leaving her deliciously bare from the navel up.
    “I thought I’d start as I mean to go.” She waggled her eyebrows. “You bring me breakfast in bed every morning, and I’ll bring you dessert in bed every night.”
    He laughed and kissed her soundly. That sounded pretty good to him.
    With their shoulders pressed together, they sat in bed, eating the tasty meal they’d had the forethought to order. Quinn was pretty sure he’d never tasted food so delicious, but then again, he probably would have inhaled freeze-dried liver with as much relish. He’d never been so hungry in his life. No need to ask how he’d worked up such an appetite. His ego puffed up nicely when he saw he’d had the same effect on her.
    “So,” Xindra said once they were done, “what do you want to do today? We could go for a run, or there’s the rock-climbing wall, or we could visit the Star Walk.”
    Although he usually loved to be active—he was a physical fitness trainer after all—Quinn winced. He didn’t think his body was quite up for that yet. Then again, he was surprised to find certain parts of him rising to the occasion the longer his gaze stroked over her beautifully bared breasts.
    She must have read his hesitation because her expression softened. “Sore?”
    “Just a bit.” He was usually renowned for his stamina, but good gods, she’d undone him. “I need to stretch.”
    “How about a hot bath? It’s a whirlpool tub, lots of jets and bubbles and heat. I’ll get it running for you.” With a peck on his cheek, she popped up and walked into the bathroom to start it.
    Quinn caught a glimpse of her naked backside before she disappeared. He discovered he was speedily recovering after all.
    “I hope you plan to