Dillon woke with a start to find Jamie’s left leg draped over both of his. He took a minute to savor the feeling of Jamie’s body wrapped around him before he looked down at his watch. Damn. Eleven o’clock. He was gonna catch hell for this one.
Taking care not to wake Jamie, he disentangled himself and then sat up, rolling Jamie onto his other side. He couldn’t help but smile over the way Jamie grumbled in his sleep and then scooted back over to find the warmest spot.
He allowed himself only a minute to enjoy the sight of watching the man he loved sleep before reaching down and picking up his jeans, retrieving his cell phone from the right front pocket.
Dillon punched in the number, watching the whole time to make certain he wasn’t disturbing James. Other than the rhythmic rise and fal
