The room was still dark when she woke, but Mari could sense Remy sitting in the chair beside the bed.

"Good morning, sweetness." His lightly accented voice was warm, soft and sexy. "Did you sleep well?"

"Surprisingly so," she admitted. The clock radio said it was not quite five a.m., which meant she'd had about four hours of sleep. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the dim light and she could make out a shape in the chair. He was every bit as big she remembered. "How's your ...