The realization that I wanted so much more with this woman than just stolen moments Was becoming Overwhelming.
I collapsed on top of her, every last bit of energy drained from me. Once my breathing slowed, I rolled off of her and made a quick trip to the bathroom.
I returned a few minutes later and found her already under the covers, a soft, replete smile on her lips. Joining her, I pulled her into my arms.
She cuddled against my side, her head resting on my chest and her arm draped across my body. She exhaled a soft sigh as I gently threaded my fingers through her hair.
This felt so perfect, so right, and I made a quick decision. "When Owen isn't here, I want you in my bed at night."
She lifted her head and arched a brow at me.
"Is that an order?"
Now that we were no longer playing sexy bedroom games, I knew this independent, self-sufficient woman would bristle at me making demands.
