Once free, she moved to retrieve her clothes, but he stopped her. “Oh no. You were eager to get rid of them; you can eat naked." He grinned at her, noticing her gaze going to the open window by the breakfast table. “It'll be a great view inside and out."
She sighed as she made her way over to the table and sat down, the morning sun caressing her flesh through the window. They were on the second floor, so the odds of anyone really seeing her were slim, but still, it made her nervous—and wet—just thinking about it.
Mitch waited until she sat down, and then took the chair opposite hers. She had to admit, the food smelled and looked delicious, her stomach growling a bit as the aroma hit her senses. She was hungrier than she wanted to admit.
As he slid into his chair, he gestured for her to
