Chapter Thirty-OneMaeve felt fingers weaving through her hair and a light heat glancing off her cheek. The gentle rhythm of breathing, hers and someone else's, filled her ears.
Her eyelids fluttered open to see Kelia's magnificent face just inches away. As the last vestiges of sleep faded, she became aware of her lover's body draped over her own. Cool air filled the room, but the heat of Kelia's skin against her own shot a thrill of pleasure through her.
“Good morning,” Kelia purred.
Maeve craned her neck to peek at the sunlight streaming in through the window. “Wow. Did we really sleep straight through the night?”
“We did expend a lot of energy.”
“That we did.” Maeve folded her arms around Kelia, bringing their lips together for a rousing good-morning kiss. “I haven't slept that well
