Chapter 22
Indy stretched in the bed. Griffin had gone into work hours ago, but she’d slept in. She’d needed the recovery time. Never in her life had she had such slow, tortuous, glorious s*x. No, they’d made love. Griffin had made love to every inch of her body. Not a cell or nerve went untouched.
They’d had fun, pure and simple. Laughter had overtaken them when a position didn’t work and they’d needed to rearrange themselves. They’d said so much with their bodies, deepening their connection. It felt good to hear him laugh. Afterward, Griffin stayed close with his hand on her belly to keep the baby calm so she could sleep. But with her sleeping n***d, he awoke twice with a hard-on, ready for another round. She had no idea how he functioned at work.
As she flipped back the covers, a gli
