Marcus Kane (POV)

It was early Wednesday morning, the following day after the beach date I was still in a deep sleep with Clara glued to my body, providing the warmth I needed unlike the other nights I have had alone.

She has a soft skin that almost melted on mine, her breath was slow and steady with her head resting on my hairy chest. I wondered if she was tingled by it.

We slept off during our conversation of which I couldn't remember, I woke up moments later to carry her to the bed. ...