Chapter 30

• Well... That wasn't entirely accurate. She'd woken up nestled in his arms, her head resting on his chest, and his hands gripping her rear tightly as if he feared it would vanish before he woke up, never to be seen or heard from again.
• His arousal had been lodged between them, firm and warm against her lower abdomen. It was practically an invitation for her to greet it good morning. So she had, stealthily sliding off his body and onto the floor.
• It had taken a while, especially when she'd painstakingly pulled his sweatpants down his body. For some reason, in her twisted mind, she thought it would be embarrassing for him to wake up while she was undressing him.