Laney spent most of the next day in a sensual haze. They'd made love, slept, then made love again, over and over throughout Saturday night and most of the next day. Every now and then, they'd snuck in time for a meal or snack.
When Zach finally left her house Sunday night, she stood for a long time, staring at his taillights then out into the empty street. Her body practically sang with delight, though she had to admit, parts of it were feeling a little overused. A long soak in Zach's claw-foot tub that morning had done her a world of good, but then they'd made love again on her too-small bed once he'd brought her home. The whole of the last twenty-four hours had been so far outside her realm of experience that it almost felt like a dream.
However, tomorrow was a work day, so she needed
