Damien awoke and stretched, feeling good. The week had been a whirlwind of activities, but he’d found himself having some long overdue fun. He tried telling himself it was nothing more than fun, but as he’d spent every hour of every day with Sierra, he’d found himself needing to be with her. He’d forced himself to tone it down a little, but he couldn’t pull fully away.

At least not yet, he couldn’t.

He didn’t know how the two of them were surviving on so little sleep. They hadn’t yet made it through an entire night without waking at least once to make love again. Twice last night, he’d woken...