CHAPTER 10
“f**k! WHAT TIME is it?”
Midnight’s curse bit through the air, and I stirred from my slumber, face plastered against...hell! I’d fallen asleep on his chest. Please, say I hadn’t drooled.
“I don’t know,” I mumbled.
It was still dark, but rather than being pitch black, the sky was a dark grey through the corner of the garage window.
The screen of his watch glowed an eerie green. Almost four a.m.—we’d been dead to the world for at least two hours.
“My leg’s gone to sleep,” he said, stretching it into the footwell.
“Other parts of you haven’t.” And right now, his c**k was twitching against my hip.
A zing of electricity shot straight to my chatte as he nibbled my earlobe. “That’s because I was dreaming about you, trésor.”
“That makes two of us. Not about me, about you,” I ha
