Chapter 15
Breakfast
She awakened to the feel of him stroking her side and hip. Running his fingertips and nails over her skin with light, teasing strokes. The room smelled of musk and s*x, and she smiled as she breathed in their combined heady perfume. Lifting her face, she found him smiling at her. “What’s so funny?”
“You.”
She glanced down at the way their bodies were tightly locked together, then back up at him. “Do I look odd, or what?”
He chuckled, sending vibrations through her where they lay breast to breast. “You’re feisty. You’re ruled by your emotions. There must be some wildcat in you.”
A yawn interrupted her train of thought, leaving her without a snappy comeback. Turning slightly, she glanced at the window where a thin sliver of light filtered through the closed curtain
