Chapter 9
BlairI stared at the ceiling overhead and listened to his breathing, deep and steady beside me.
Inhale, one, two, three. Exhale, one, two, three.
The man who’d taken my virginity, who just happened to be the hooker I’d hired for a weekend, slept peacefully while I mulled over what’d happened here in this bed.
I’d kept s*x off the cards for so long, I’d forgotten it was still a possibility. Samson had come along and blown my expectations out of the water. Scratch that, he’d blown my mind.
And now I couldn’t sleep.
I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and sat up. The sheets fell to my waist, and my skin prickled with goosebumps. It was still damn cold in the house without power, and our candle had burned almost down to the wick.
I scuffled over to my bag, unzipped it, an
