Jenna
The ringing of her phone woke her somewhat from what had to be an orgasm-induced coma, since Mateo had gone all out on reminding her that he was the only naked male she was allowed to look at.
She was still not completely awake when she accepted the call without looking at the caller ID. “Hello?” She hummed, her voice still muffled by the pillow she had her face half-shoved into. When had he taken her to bed? She couldn’t remember them leaving his office?
“Sis? Are you guys OK? You haven’t checked in since you let me know about needing time off to take care of Xyla. Is she OK?” Her brother’s concerned voice was like a splash of cold water, waking her instantly, and she all but sprung upright in bed, despite the heavy arm wrapped around her waist.
“Ian!” She squeaked and then clea
