Chapter Twenty-Three
Frost pressed a kissed to Lacey’s bare shoulder before he reluctantly slid from the bed. He padded over to the dresser on bare feet and picked up the remote device. He had only two hours before his spaceship self-destructed. He glanced over to where Lacey lay sleeping.
His body felt sated and relaxed after their lovemaking. All he really wanted to do was crawl back into bed next to her, but he needed to take care of this before he could relax. He would have to talk to her tomorrow. He needed to tell her of the decision he made.
He silently slipped on his clothes. He didn’t bother with his utility belt or the vest full of weapons that lay in the top drawer of the dresser. The only thing he needed was the remote device to locate where his ship had been moved too. Bric
