Chapter 40

• When I opened my eyes this time, I could see Michael’s face as he slept on the pillow beside me. The dark lashes against his skin made twin crescent moons on his face. Lifting my head, I looked down over his bare chest. I was very thankful I could see right now. I touched his chest and ran my hand slowly down it. The muscles clenched under my touch, so I knew he was awake and aware of what I was doing.
• As I reached his waist, he caught my hand and held it still. I looked up to see sleepy blue eyes watching me. “Morning,” I whispered and leaned up on my elbow.
• His eyes searched mine, then my face.