Keeley sighed and burrowed closer to the source of heat. She gave a lazy yawn and nearly purred at the large hand rubbing up and down her back. ’Twas a wondrous way to awaken.

　　Then she remembered that she was in bed with Alaric McCabe and it could only be his hand wandering aimlessly across her back.

　　She lifted her head and found him staring down at her. His hand moved up to her hair and he gently massaged her nape. She was hesitant to speak, to break the peaceful still that had invaded the chamber.

　　Soft light poured through the gap in the furs at the window, and the...