The kink in Dylan’s neck reminded him to check the clock on the wall. One-thirty a.m. Damn. He needed to leave. Heaven’s eyes became heavier by the second, as did his. Yet he couldn’t find the strength to move his legs.
He scanned Heaven’s body, noting the way her sundress hugged her hips and waist. The gentle rise and fall of her chest grew longer with each breath. She worked her lips open as she yawned.
He tried tapping into their connection, curious to see how she felt. A soothing hum flowed through him. He laughed to himself, enjoying the bond he shared with her. For whatever reason, they had an emotional link.
When the show ended, Heaven turned off the TV. She uncurled her legs and stretched out across the bed. Desire surged through his body. Each time his gaze ran over her skin, h
