Chapter 17
Selene's POV
Warm sunlight filtered through the curtains, rousing me from the most blissful sleep I'd had in ages. A contented smile tugged at my lips as flashes of the previous night's activities danced through my mind.
Logan's scorching kisses...his wicked tongue trailing liquid fire over my sensitized flesh...our bodies joining in a primal, rapturous dance.
My inner muscles clenched reflexively at the memories, a fresh slick of arousal dampening my thighs. I rolled onto my side, fully expecting to find Logan's sleeping form next to me.
But the other side of the bed was empty, albeit still deliciously rumpled. I frowned slightly, reaching out to feel the slight chill of the sheets. He must have slipped out a while ago.
Before I could ponder his absence further, a teasing
