After messing around with Vance until she was satisfied, Ashley flopped onto the bed. Sleep was already tugging at her, but then she remembered—ugh, she hadn’t showered since leaving the house yesterday afternoon. With that thought nagging at her, she dragged herself up, shuffled lazily into the bathroom, rinsed off, and then knocked out cold until late afternoon, still wrapped in her bathrobe.

By the time she stirred again, it was already three o’clock. Ashley couldn’t tell if it ...