*BONNIE’S POV*

The second Marcus had left the room, Bonnie felt herself drop back into the soft mattress. Her face flushed with a mixture of bashfulness and embarrassment. Parts of her body still tingled from all the attention Marcus had given her right before they were interrupted.

Her muscles ached in the most wonderful way and her skin still carried a faint scent of him. She hummed and curled against the blankets as visions of their heated morning replayed ...