CHAPTER FIVE
What a wonderful dream. I couldn’t get over how real it had been. I mean, me, in the throes of passion with a handsome man with wings and horns? That couldn’t have been real.
Or could it?
I stirred from my most wonderful sleep and fluffed up the pillow beneath my head. A familiar musky scent filled the air around me. His musky scent.
My eyes flew open and I shot up in bed. That definitely wasn’t my bed, nor did I find myself in my dingy apartment. I was in his bedroom, under his sheets.
I was also naked.
I yelped and wrapped the sheets close about my person. Fortunately, the spot next to me was empty, as was the rest of the room. The gloom outside the windows told me the night of this strange world was in its last throes.
Then I heard the voices. They came fro
