Chapter Fourteen
We dozed for a while, then awoke an hour or so later and reached for one another again, bodies locking in passion as if drawn together like iron filings to a magnet. After that, I managed to stumble out of bed, reclaim my underwear and my T-shirt, make an effort at brushing my teeth and washing my face. When I crawled back under the covers, Martin drew me to him again, joining his body warmth to mine. I fell asleep for real that time, knowing I was safe, and loved.
It should have been awkward the next morning but somehow wasn’t; I awoke and saw him gazing down at me, something beautifully tender in his expression. Over his shoulder, I could see morning sunlight peeking around the edges of the curtains.
“What time is it?” I asked, reaching up to rub the sleep from my eye
