Kaio, face down, had an arm draped over her waist, still possessive even in his sleep.

She smiled, feeling a newfound power coursing through her veins.

Moving cautiously to avoid waking them, Alyssa slipped out of bed and dressed in nothing but Samuel's shirt, discarded on the floor. She made her way to the kitchen and began to brew coffee, leaving the shirt open enough to reveal the curve of her breasts with each movement.

That's how Samuel found her, leaning over the counter, her bare legs in ...