Chapter Twenty-Three
Darius surfaced from a fog of afterglow to remember that he actually had a reason to be here that didn’t involve s*x.
With the two of them sprawled in a naked tangle on Kate’s queen-size mattress, he settled his hand on her ass. Her curves settled so sweetly into his palm. She lay face down, her eyes half-closed, lips parted.
“You awake?” he said softly.
“Mmmm.” If a sound could express pure satisfaction, that would be it. “Barely. Get it? Barely?” She gestured toward her naked form.
Trust Kate to crank out the bad jokes even on the verge of sleep.
“I didn’t actually come over here to tumble you into bed.”
“I know. I had to work hard for this. I think you owe me a thank you.” One eyelid dropped closed in a sleepy wink.
“Thank you,” he said without a second of h
