Zina enjoyed being cradled in Owen's arms.
His hot breath seeped into her hair to caress her scalp gently, and the feeling of their naked bodies pressing on each other was out of this world.
She started the morning by coming on his tongue, and then they made love twice and Zina realized why newly mated couples don't leave the bedroom for days, but their situation was not normal.
"We should go down for breakfast."
Owen groaned in displeasure and tightened his hold on her. "Do we need to?"
"Unfortunately, we do. We can't spend the day here."
"Why not?" He whined.
Zina loved how clingy and childish he was. Was this the fierce warrior from the Red Moon pack?
"Don't you need to work?" She asked.
"I will tell them I'm sick."
Zina looked at him in disbelief. Unless it involves wolfsbane or silver, "We don't get sick."
"I saw it in movies. A guy calls in sick to work and…"
"That's for humans."