It seriously felt like I had just fallen asleep when Matt's phone rang on the night table by his bed. He let out an annoyed groan and pawed blindly for the phone. I watched groggily as he hit the ignore button and plopped back down on the bed.
"What time is it?" I asked him, snuggling up against him. The temp in the room had dropped overnight, but the warmth of his naked body was enough to thaw any ice in my veins.
"6." He answered sleepily. He tugged me close to him and wrapped his arm around me, making sure we were touching from head to toe.
I had never really been much of a smuggler, but something about Matt made me want to be close to him all the time, feel that connection that made me so warm and fuzzy.
It was addictive. We may not have had s*x, but we had been more intimate in t
