The sound of Rebecca’s phone buzzing roused her from sleep the following morning. Gage’s warm body was nestled up against her back, his breath fanning the nape of her neck. She was relaxed. The last thing she wanted to do was move.
Sex with Gage had been amazing. While she’d always thought her previous s****l encounters were good, what she’d shared with Gage had put her other experiences to shame.
Her phone buzzed again, and she reached for it. At some point, Gage had picked up their clothes and laid them on a bench at the foot of his bed. He’d removed her cell phone from her belt, and placed it on the nightstand next to her gun. Her gratitude to him for that small gesture increased. She wouldn’t have to leave his warm bed to answer her phone.
Rebecca glanced at the caller ID but didn’t
