Love fun
Myra felt her face pressed against something warm and fuzzy. It felt so nice that she snuggled her face closer.
Where exactly was she? She froze for a second and flicked her eyes open.
It was Kevin, his head was pressed atop her hair, both hands wrapped around her waist to keep her in place.
How did he manage to sleep through the night in such a position?
What was he doing here in her room?
Last night, after dinner they'd spent some time talking about the investigation in the sitting room until she had to leave to go study.
Kevin had kissed her passionately and held her tightly, not willing to let go, but now that she thought of it, he was really missing her.
"Are you awake?" His voice vibrates through her head, sending tingles down her skin.
How did he know? She hadn't done as much as moved.
Her heart skipped a beat just by hearing his deep masculine voice.