Cullen had been firm when he called a halt after a few kisses. Grace smiled as she pulled on shorts and a T-shirt, ready for their day of exploration. And it hadn’t been because he hadn’t wanted her. His erection had pressed against her backside in an entirely satisfactory way.
A bang on the door halted her daydreaming. “Hurry, Grace. You should know for future reference I’m a grumpy bear if I don’t get my morning coffee.”
She opened the door and beamed at him. “I could kiss and make it better.”
He blinked, and she grinned at the brief flash of shock on his face before his expression smoothed to impassive.
“You’ve created a monster,” she teased.
“I’m the grumpy beast because I lack caffeine in my system.”
Grace took his hand and threaded her fingers with his. She led him to the door.
