She must have dozed. The next thing she knew, Jason was rocking her slowly awake, his mouth at her ear.
“Your father’s up,” he murmured. “The lights are on in the kitchen.”
Flanna stiffened in his arms, her eyes flying open. Colin had a definite routine to his mornings; after he’d had his cup of tea, he would come straight out to the barn to organize his work for when he got home from the shop. If he did that, the first thing he was going to see was his daughter lying naked with their houseguest.
Scrambling away from Jason’s warm body, Flanna grabbed her nearby jeans while she looked around frantically for her shirt. “Get dressed,” she ordered when she saw him stretch out on his back. Her gaze lingered for a second on the long length of his hard c**k lying on his lower abdomen, remember
