She woke to the soft morning light that crept through the curtains pulling away the night, to the warmth of James's body curled beside her.
Opening her eyes, Kendra was momentarily disoriented until last night's events came in a flood.
She could still feel the lingering touch of his hands, the softness of his lips, the way together they moved as if they'd done it a thousand times before.
For one moment, everything in the world was all right. It wasn't until the fogginess of sleep finally started to wear off that the faint doubt really set into her mind.
Kendra turned partially onto her side, watching the slight rise and fall of James's sleeping chest as he lay beside her. His breathing was slow and rhythmic, his features relaxed into an almost serene calmness. Handsome - he was, no
