CHAPTER 4
Some sort of internal awareness brought Selene up out of the most peaceful slumber she could recall in years. She opened her eyes to find herself warmly embraced by a pair of strong, masculine arms. Oh, that feels nice. The clock on the bedside table read 4:48.
Ugh. That means it's time to wake up and get moving. I don't want to. She snuggled deeper into Brandon's embrace. His breath moved the hairs on the back of her neck, inciting tingles that radiated out along her entire body. The days may be warm, but the nights are still chilly. I can feel the cold in the room. Her eyelids fluttered, and sleep crept upward, threatening to drag her back down again.
If you don't move, the alarm is going to go off in twelve minutes and scare the bejeebers out of you. Come on, Johansen. Get
