When she woke up, it was already light outside.
Aldana Candi opened her eyes in a daze, saw the bright daylight outside, and jolted awake. She flipped the covers and was about to jump out of bed.
Philip Shaw's arm lay across her waist; he hauled her back with one pull, his voice muffled as he said, "Where are you going?"
"I've got something to do."
"What's so important? Stay and sleep a little longer with me."
He was still groggy with sleep, but compared to Aldana Candi's little chick strength, he was much stronger. With his arm looped around her waist, he simply dragged her straight back under the quilt.
Philip Shaw locked his arms tightly around her from behind. No matter how hard she struggled, it was useless. The willful man held her firmly, his slightly cool breath brushing the side of her neck, and very soon he drifted back to sleep.
