THIRTEEN
“I think she’s waking up.”
Rora heard the voice but couldn’t open her eyes or lift her head. She was lying down on something soft… in a bed, maybe… and there was a hand on her belly, sliding up toward… Gasping, she grabbed the hand that was between her body and the blanket laid over her.
Bella was there, lying beside her, looking down at her. Yes, she was in a bed, a large bed, near the edge. Bella was in it with her and Rora was… not n***d.
“Where’s Exile?” Rora croaked.
“Right here, Cupcake.”
Staying on the pillow, her head snapped to the side and she saw the back of his. Ten feet away, he was seated on a couch that faced away from the bed; no doubt he was working on his laptop.
“She’s awake, now can we make love to her?” Bella asked and sat up. The blanket fell from her
