Alexander
Morning found Fiona and I tangled up in each other’s limbs, waking from deep slumber to her three a.m. alarm.
Ever the responsible businesswoman, she started sliding toward the edge of the bed immediately. I latched onto her arm, though, and pulled her back.
Fiona giggled. “I gotta get up,” she said sleepily. Her hand traveled to my cheek and landed upon it gently. She petted the short, scruffy beard I’d grown from skipping a shave all week while traveling.
“Mm-mm,” I protested. “Stay here with me just a little longer. Please.” I pulled her body even closer, and she didn’t resist.
In fact, she slipped right into my arms and brought her face to rest against my neck. She planted a light kiss there, then ran her lips up and down my throat. Her scent washed over my senses l
