Poisoned

***Tamara***

'Hold it there. ' I untangled myself from the black cotton sheets, muttering curses at no one in particular. Somehow during the steamy session my legs had been caught up in between the messy beddings.

After untangling my legs, I swung them over the edge of the bed, planting my feet on the comforter that had fallen off during our mating. The jacquard comforter set was fully black, with visible two tone rectangular patterns. Its feel on my feet was exquisitely velvety. Had I not been mad at the moment, I would have taken my time to feel on the material.

'Tamara. '

'Give me a minute. ' I picked up the material and put it back on the bed messily. I needed to think properly, without his emotions running through our bond distracting me.