Charli
Was that a dream?
As wake and sleep intermingled and the morning sun eased through the blinds, the question floated through my mind.
Stretching my arms and legs across the mattress, the soft sheets caressed my bare skin as the newly familiar, wonderful ache of contentment settled into my core. Despite my hand only finding an empty bed, I knew the answer to my question: it'd been real.
A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as my fingertips skimmed from my new necklace down to my bare breasts, running circles around my overly sensitive n*****s. With a satisfied moan, my hands moved farther down my naked body. When I'd gone to sleep, I'd been wearing pajamas.
Now, I wasn't.
My smile blossomed fuller as I turned my head to inhale the masculine, woodsy scent of Nox's cologne t
