I love your laugh. Christ, he was an i***t He'd even been stupid enough to tell her he missed her.
Nick looked down his nose at her hair spread over his bare chest, her light peach fragrance floating around him. Dawn was poking through the blinds of his bedroom, slanting rays of light across her back. He hadn't slept a wink, but Trisha had. His right leg had gone numb approximately two hours ago, but he didn't dare wake her. She needed decent sleep so damn bad. There hadn't been so much as a peep from her once she'd slipped into slumber.
They hadn't had s*x last night. What they had done was make love. He'd never made love before, but he understood the difference now. From the floor in the living room, he'd taken her hand, led her up the stairs, and undressed her slowly, allowing her to
