Feathery hair tickling her stomach along with the distinct sound of sniffing woke Mandy the following morning. She couldn't help her giggle. When she could speak, her voice was low and throaty from sleep. "What are you doing, you crazy bear?"

He glanced up and smiled. "Hmm, you smell delicious, more so than usual. I think you're ovulating."

"Really?" Her sleep dissipated fast.

He kissed her belly and traveled upward, giving a long wet lick to each nipple before ...