Chapter 8Melanie woke the way she normally did; one moment asleep, the next wide awake.
Wide awake and nestled in a man’s arms.
Joshua. She didn’t need the soft morning’s light edging in around the closed curtains to know instantly it was him. If felt as if they’d always slept together.
By the rise and fall of his chest, she knew he was asleep. One hand wrapped around her back, the other one resting on her hand which in turn rested on his chest. She had crawled in and curled up against him—what a total Jersey Shore hussy.
Except she didn’t feel like one. Instead she felt like a woman who had her best night’s sleep in recent memory while nestled safely in her lover’s arms. Though he wasn’t her lover.
She’d certainly never slept with a man without having s*x before. Was something wrong
