I woke to the sensation of someone watching me.
Letting out a small moan of denial, I tried to recapture my sleep, but it was too late. I was definitely unable to go back to sleep now, mainly because I already knew who was staring.
I turned my head her way and opened my eyes to smile.
“Hey, Sweet Pea,” I said, my voice full of morning dust.
Her expression bloomed into the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen. “Hey, Hotness.” Then her gaze shifted across my chest and down my torso, until the smile was replaced with something even better. The heat in her gaze made my skin crackle with desire, and when she met my gaze again, it nearly drowned me in lust.
“Can I touch you?” she asked.
Grinning, I closed my eyes and tipped my face toward the ceiling in an effort to contain my joy, because i
