Ivy’s chest rose and fell against his, a slow, deliberate rhythm that assured Harrison the danger was past. The warmth of her breath against the hollow of his throat was an anchor against the barrage of feelings assaulting him. It had been longer than he cared to remember since he’d been this close to a mostly naked woman. But it wasn’t the edge of arousal at the feel of all that skin pressed to his that was messing with his head. That was just a physical response to proximity, and he was a guy who hadn’t had s*x in a long time.
He’d been doing a job when he stripped her down. Taking the next steps to get her warm in he safest way possible. He hadn’t been prepared for what it would feel like to hold her. Hadn’t been ready for how that gradual relaxation as she slipped into sleep would fir
