Chapter Twenty-One
Thirty minutes later
Sasha woke up naked on the reclining chair, covered by the thin, silky gray sheet. She turned her head to the left and didn’t see anyone, then back to the right and saw Dagan standing near her head. A man in a dark green uniform was standing off to the side with his back to her. She stretched, feeling pleasantly relaxed. Dreamy. Perhaps even a little aroused, with Dagan looking at her like she was a tasty treat he would like to eat.
“Dr. Jorvin, she’s awake,” Dagan rumbled from deep in his chest.
Sasha reached out to touch the markings on Dagan’s chest. They still shone brightly and she couldn’t help the silly, satisfied grin that spread across her face. He’s so sexy. She delicately traced her fingertips over the intricate whorls. She could touch
