Joy's POV

My palms itched to touch the sexy beast in the kitchen.

I crossed the floor on silent feet as I approached the bare backed Alpha who was busy making coffee. What was he doing up so early? Did he even sleep?

I pressed my front against his back, letting my hands rest on his abs. A valley of abs. Ah!

He tilted his head and gave me more room to play as my lips brushed his muscle-balled shoulder.

Before I could do something naughty like crawling up my hands ...