Chapter Twelve
Wednesday
Sasha woke to the sounds of people splashing and playing in the pools and hot tubs outside. The sun was low in the sky and the rumblings of her empty stomach told her she had missed breakfast and lunch already. She smiled to herself, not a bit sorry. Dagan had awakened her twice more and taken his time as he pushed her to new heights of passion. They showered together, ate a quick snack and talked for a long while before drifting back to sleep, a tangle of arms and legs. Sasha yawned and stretched as she tried to figure out how long they’d been in the cabana. Had they wasted the entire day, she wondered, as her stomach growled hungrily.
Sasha looked down at Dagan as he slept and carefully traced her fingers along one of the vibrant markings on his left shoulder,
