Q sighed then dragged his gaze from the screen.
Madison did look like a sleep-rumpled kitten. The sheet covered most of her, but he knew what was underneath. Knew how her breasts felt. Knew what they tasted like. The same as he remembered. The same as he'd dreamed about those lonely days in the military.
He cleared his throat, his gaze going up to her eyes.
“That's better."
Not for him. Because now he could see the emotion in her eyes. They held a softness in them he hadn't seen before now. She really looked at him like he was a knight.
Damn. He wasn't that good in bed.
The computer clicked that the battery was dying. He scrambled to put the cord in the wall. She bent down at the same time.
They bonked heads.
“Ow," she said with a laugh. “Let me."
He handed her the cord and she c
