Ricki glanced back at Ristéard’s sleeping form. She needed time alone to get her thoughts and emotions back under control. Last night had been…
Unexpected, foolishly impulsive, and incredible, she thought as she quietly slipped from his room and back into hers. She placed her dirty clothes on the chair before picking up some fresh ones that her mom had given her last night. She hurried into the bathroom and took a quick shower, ignoring the unfamiliar tenderness of her breasts and between her legs.
Leave it to my mom to remember the essentials when she was going on an adventure, Ricki thought in amusement as she buttoned her blouse.
Picking up the blue gown and robe, she crossed to the bed. She draped them across the end and picked up her trusty notepad. There was something soothing abo
