Candice stretched her limbs as she rolled over on the bed, her lashes fluttering as she pried them open.
The morning sun filtered in through the curtains, blinding her eyes. She closed her eyes and turned over, trying to get to the other side of the bed.
An object was in her path, preventing her smooth bed roll. Disoriented, she opened her eyes to see what was blocking her way and her heart skipped at the sight.
Wayne was sleeping soundly beside her, as usual, he was naked and had the sheets tucked around his waist, leaving his upper body bare and visible.
Her hungry eyes washed over him, greedily, gulping in the view. She could remember the first time she had woken up beside him, she had been alarmed and terrified to find herself in his bed. Now, a sense satisfaction enveloped her. Sh
