Chapter 2Kit blessed the moment’s silence. It was a balm after that unearthly screech shattered her sleep. Then she realized she was sitting up without a thing on except her Marv-a-bra, which definitely lived up to the claims. Anything that made her 34B look like 36C was worth every penny of the exorbitant price. From the glaze in her companion’s eyes and his open-mouthed stare, she deduced her mirror hadn’t lied. It really did the job.
Kit’s sleep-dull brain finally registered her exposure. A bathing suit would reveal little less, but that was different. She didn’t know this guy. Oh geez! Would those rose-colored stones on the floor kindly part and swallow her whole? Not likely. A wave of heat washed over her before she scooted down, grabbed the edge of the bag, and drew it up to her thr
