Chapter Four
Carl waited until Kayla was asleep before climbing out of bed and pulling on the pants he’d worn earlier. It worried him that Kayla hadn’t said much after the scene in Alec’s office. Instead, she’d turned to him in an almost frenzied passion, channeling her frustrations in a form that was easier for her to express. Kayla’s seeming acquiescence of the situation wouldn’t last. If Carl had learned anything over the past year, it was Kayla was too headstrong to sit on the sidelines for long. With a heavy sigh, he pulled his shirt over his head and looked down at her.
Kayla lay on her stomach with the blanket down around her hips, revealing the graceful slope of her n***d back. Her dark hair tumbled in careless waves over the pillow, the color contrasting dramatically with her fa
