It was the morning after their passionate night and the faint chirping sound of the birds outside woke Katherine up. She stirred in bed and found a heavy arm draping across her abdomen and a hand grabbing her breast.
Her gaze trailed on the man's arm until it landed on Damien's sleeping face. He looked so peaceful and his breathing was calm and slow. Her back was against his chest while they slept and she shifted so that she was now facing him.
A smile formed on her face as she studied his handsome features. His hair was tousled from all the tousling she did on it that night - she suppressed a laugh, finding herself naughty for what they did. By the time they finished the last round last night, it was already the wee hours of the morning and she fell asleep in his arms.
Katherine stared at his long lashes. She raised her hand up and hovered her index finger just above them, but she did not dare to touch so as not to wake him up.
