Jareth lifted his head slightly and watched as she pulled her arm to her chest, holding it protectively, as if making sure it would never be used as a pillow again.
This man, a grown man, had actually let someone hold him while he slept. Ridiculous.
She and Jareth were not close at all. Allison glanced around the room and realized Nova was gone. Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains.
Morning had arrived.
Jareth gave her a piercing look, and a faint sensation crept over her scalp.
Did this man have no place of his own?
Why did he keep ending up in her bed?
Allison couldn't help but think of Nova’s teasing last night.
Men really do think with the lower half.
Jareth had shown his interest in her more than once.
Now that they were lying together like this, Allison’s thou
