She woke early, the heavy weight of Miklos’ arms around her, his hand cupping her ass and her nose nuzzled into his chest. He was furry. He had a ton of chest hair and as a teenager she had dreamed of trailing her fingers through it. Now her nose was buried deep, and she squeezed her eyes tight against the feelings she was having.
Early dawn was washing away the bravado the liquor had given her the night before. She had lots of things she needed to do today, starting with checking to see if the pool was right. She eased out of bed and panicked slightly when he mumbled in his sleep but then turned back over to his stomach, snoring loudly.
She had forgotten he snored. She had teased him mercilessly when she’d been a kid. Memories of him falling asleep on the sofa in her parents’ home afte
