11
NATALIE
I rolled over and smiled, snuggling into the soft blanket and warm guy. Rand had his arm thrown over my waist, his hand cupping my breast.
He kissed the tip of my ear. “Morning, darlin’.”
“Mmm,” I said, too content to say more. The room was bright through my eyelids, so I had to assume we’d slept in. After the late night at the bar, I was ready to stay in bed longer.
And if it was with a hot guy…
“I’ve been thinking,” he said.
“How long have you been awake?” I asked, my voice raspy with sleep.
“A while. Did you know you snore?”
I elbowed him lightly. “I do not.”
“Fine, you whiffle.”
I pursed my lips, but I didn’t argue.
“We can head back to your place and pack your things.”
I wiggled my hips and felt him hard and insistent at my lower back.
“Why would we do that?”
