Epilogue––––––––
Stormy awoke early. She stretched, careful not to wake Devon. They had finally fallen asleep around eleven. His stamina after a vigorous game surprised her. A smile of satisfaction graced her lovely face.
She slipped on a pink, cotton robe and padded down the stairs. After the fight between Sam and Devon, Stormy was anxious to get the two talking again. She peeked into Samantha’s room, but the other woman wasn’t there. She crossed her fingers that Sam was sitting at the table. The lack of an aroma of fresh coffee made her doubt her friend was there, but she would investigate.
Sure enough, the kitchen was empty. Stormy started the coffee and opened the fridge. Before she could take out bacon and eggs, two large hands fastened around her waist. Lips pressed tiny kisses to
