Chapter 13
Natalie’s entire body was warm and full as she turned in her soft sheets. She reached for Galen, but her hand pressed against a pillow.
She fluttered her eyes and felt someone sit on the edge of her bed. She couldn’t keep her eyes open and shut them again, but Galen caressed her thigh. “Natalie, wake up.”
She glanced up from her pillow and looked right at him. “What time is it?”
“Nine.” He pointed toward the windows streaming bright sunshine. “We’re off to New Orleans. The plane is fueled.”
Wow. She’d clearly overslept, and she never slept like this, but then she was always alone. She sat up and stretched. “Right.”
He gazed at her bare breasts and she tugged up the sheet, not sure why the sunlight made him seeing her different. Galen said, “The trip isn’t that long—go get
