Chapter Twenty-Six
Waking up with Rose nestled against him, Chase remembered the night he’d spent loving her, touching, tasting, and exploring every inch of her. Her long legs had wrapped around his waist as he drove into her, and the way she had held on to him, the way she made those soft noises just before she came around him, had been amazing.
He kissed her shoulder now and heard her groan in appreciation. He took in the smile on her lips even though her eyes were closed.
“I’ll go and make coffee,” he said and slipped out of bed, stepped into his pants, and zipped them up. Pulling on his shirt, he opened the door and started down the stairs but stopped when he saw Billy Jo and Aaron sitting at the table, talking over two bowls of cereal. “You’re up,” he said.
“Yeah, for a while,” Aa
