CHAPTER TWELVEMorgan
Morgan poured her first cup of coffee. Steam billowed out of the cup, and the aroma filled her nose. The first sip of coffee of the day was her favorite. Even better, she’d managed to be up before the kids and was enjoying the calm.
She needed the jolt of caffeine this morning, after the deflating way her evening had ended last night, thanks to Ben.
As she relived the moments leading up to the intrusion, her body still tingled. The way Travis had looked at her, the way he had touched her, and the way he made her feel, it was all new and exciting. And she wanted to feel that again.
“Good morning,” Aunt Trina said softly, as she entered the kitchen. “You’re up early.”
“Yeah, uh, morning,” she stuttered, startled out of her thoughts. “I wanted to get moving, you know
