Camila

My eyes fluttered open as the bed dipped. Through the darkness, the fresh scent of bodywash filled my senses as Dante’s warmth settled to my side. I reached out, laying my fingers on his warm skin. “You showered?”

My body shifted as he wrapped his strong arm around me and pulled me to his side.

“I did, beautiful.”

His words vibrated in his chest. “What we did tonight was messy, not something you need to see.” Peppering my hair with kisses, ...