Jessa woke in the early hours of the morning and blinked steadily for a moment, wondering where the hell she was. It was too quiet for the shelter and the bed was way more comfortable.
A soft snore drew her attention and she rolled over to see Damien lying on his back, his arm sprawling over his head, the sheet resting on his stomach.
She’d slept with him. What had she been thinking?
Yeah, she knew what she’d been thinking, that here was the sexiest man she’d ever met and he wanted her. Her. She’d been thinking it was a dream come true, one she couldn’t pass up.
A one-night stand that she would remember for the rest of her life.
Except that she’d never had a one-night stand before. However, she was pretty sure that most people didn’t bare their sole to their lover, spilling their dark
