Chapter 15Dakota
I snuggled against him, taking advantage of its warmth and its smell to forget these last hours of t*****e. His fingers slide down my arm, giving birth to an unspeakable desire. It's only my arm, damn it! I imagine the effect it would his hands make me feel on other parts of my body. I look at him through my lowered eyelids, guessing his abs through my eyelashes, and draw each hollow and each bump with the index finger, delighting to see them contract as I pass. He only put on pants and the sight offered to me makes me even warmer than his skin.
— Dakota, you need to rest. The others went on a spotting trip to Gettysburg. We need to join them in a few hours to help them.
A few hours. We can do things in a few hours. And I have a lot of ideas going through my mind, even
