14
SKYLAR
Seagulls cried nearby, pulling me from a delicious dream of warm skin and sleepy kisses…
Or maybe I didn’t dream.
I jerked my eyes open—and found myself alone in Ashton and Rhett’s guest bed.
“Damn,” I muttered, stretching life into my muscles and joints.
Indirect sunbeams flooded the west-facing bedroom with light, the beach-themed bedding and walls muted blues and greens. The sand-colored rug I’d dug my toes into the night before greeted my bare feet as I slid from the satiny sheets.
Massive windows overlooked the Pacific directly in front of me, the cry of another seabird begging me to join him outdoors.
A whole day to myself, and while I’d rather have had Ashton and Rhett there with me, excitement for the hours ahead made my feet itch to move.
Ashton had told me to e
