I WOKE IN PITCH DARKNESS to the sound of digital ringing. Hunter’s long torso cradled my back and his arm lay across my stomach, soothing the previous day’s upsets out of both body and soul. And, for a moment, I couldn’t quite figure out where we were or why I’d willingly allowed some annoying electronic device to interrupt our slumber.
“Hotel, cell phone,” my mate breathed into my ear. He’d taken a second longer than I had to wake, but his brain was now halfway to the finish line while mine was still trying to decide what a cell phone was.
A tiny breeze brushed against my hair as my mate’s long arm reached over my head to fumble in search of the ringing device. “Hunter here,” he said after only a second, his voice low and growly but full of human intention.
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