The warm breath on Angels neck made her smile. The hand on her hip making her heart skip a beat. The deep, sexy voice whispering in her ear, making her melt. "Good morning Bella, I will have Rose start the coffee. Then I will meet you in the shower."
"Mm...shower, I don't want to shower just yet. I believe I left your brother in the shower in an incapacitated state."
Deacons breath caught in his throat, leaving him unable to speak or move. The fear of his woman never being safe next to him or in her dreams. Suddenly, as if all was right in the universe, Deacon sprung from the bed. "Get dressed, I will be back in five minutes."
Angel rolled over, gazing up at him with pure trust in her heart. As if reading his mind, she smiled. "How shall I dress?" Deacon went over t
