Denver.
The first thing I felt as I slowly woke up was her movement.
Zee stirred against me, soft and careful, like she thought she could slip away without waking me.
My arm was wrapped around her waist, holding her close, and when she shifted, my grip tightened automatically.
I kept my eyes shut, letting her think I was still asleep. But I felt her watching me, her warm breath fanning my face.
The air smelled like her, warm, sweet, tangled with our after s*x scent that was still clinging to the bed sheets. Last night was a night I would live the rest of my life remembering.
It was wild, crazy, and totally unforgettable.
She didn't need to tell me that she was sored and itching in places too tender to name.
She touched her wrists absently, fingers tracing the faint red marks f
