Between the Cheats
SIENNA
I woke up naked.
And to fifty-seven missed calls.
My limbs were sore. Inner thighs aching, I tried to sit in an upright position, digging my fingers into the plush dark rug beneath my body. I turned to look at him.
Gio and I never made it to the bed last night. We made love deep into the dawn. The sun started to break on the horizon when we finally found the strength to stop, and even then, while we were sapped, drained of energy, we explored each other’s bodies with our fingers, not finding the will to stop.
He was beautiful, laying there beside me. The cream-colored blanket from the couch barely covered his tall, toned body, and as I pulled the coverlet to my own, I marveled at the amount of emotion I felt for him, the intensity of the adoration I had allo
