CHAPTER TWELVE
Drew’s eyes popped open of their own accord just before six a.m. He tilted his head down to see that Trixie was still nestled against him, her head on his chest, and sleeping soundly.
He moved very carefully to extricate himself without waking her. She murmured and shuddered but stayed asleep, to his relief.
Drew went to the sitting area and turned on his computer after starting the small coffeepot. As he waited for the laptop to boot up, he replayed the night’s events. They’d made love, kissed and talked and laughed, then kissed and made love some more. One of the best nights of my life so far, even if we hadn’t had phenomenal s*x, he realized. And waking up beside her? Even better.
The login screen finally materialized, and he entered his data to connect to the mainfra
