Chapter 65

From next to him in bed, Sammy stretched and purred like a contented cat. The morning light hit her flushed face as the sheet fell to her waist, exposing her perfect breasts. And they were perfect. Just enough to fit in his hands with rosy, responsive nipples.

Grinning, he set his phone aside and rolled to face her. "You seemed to sleep well."

Her eyes flew open and darted around the room.

His heart sank. Dread settled in his gut while he waited for her freak-out. Any minute now, she'd fly out of bed and dress at warp speed to avoid the morning after. And here he'd thought they were finally getting somewhere.

But she surprised him and did none of those things. She looked warily at him out of the corner of her eye, but kept quiet.