Kyla had never slept this late.
Quietly setting her phone back on the nightstand, she recalled the many reasons she'd slept until almost noon--her grandfather was sure to throw a fit when she got back today. He hadn't been too pleased when she explained that she wouldn't be coming home yesterday. The curfew thing had worked then, but there was no justification for not being back by now. How many times had she and Albert had sex? Three? Four? It had been years since she had sex more than once in a twenty-four-hour period. Even at the beginning of things with Delano, she could only remember a handful of times they'd had sex twice—and it was certainly never anything more than that. A grin spread across her face as she remembered last night—and early this morning.
