Maria woke slowly the next morning, awareness coming a little at a time. She was warm, comfortable, safe. She blinked and then blinked again, trying to get rid of the fog. When she finally opened her eyes for real she found herself looking at floor to ceiling windows, the blinds wide open allowing the light to stream in, the sunshine to caress her naked body where she was sprawled out on the bed, the covers tangled between her legs.
She gasped and jerked upright, making a grab for the blanket and dragging it up her chest, covering her bare breasts. She shoved her long thick hair out of the way and searched the room in a frantic sweep, looking for the dark Italian that had been here the night before. She glanced over at the other side of the bed. There was an indent on the pillow next to h
