With the sun seeping through the glass window of Christopher's house, Amanda's eyes fluttered to open. She studied the unfamiliar room and found herself resting on a man's well-molded chest.
Earlier at dawn, after they made love for the first time, Christopher had instructed his men to return to Aeros before him.
He accompanied her to sleep, fixing up new sheets for their remaining few hours of rest.
Amanda wore Christopher's oversized shirt from earlier with nothing else underneath it. She flushed, recalling how she had surrendered herself to him. They were intimate for the first time and she thought it was such an overwhelming experience.
Looking up to Christopher's angular face, she carefully raised herself to study him further. He had such a slender and pointed nose. His dark blonde hair was starting to grow in length, yet it did not undermine his appeal in any way. He still looked handsome as the day she first met him.
