#Chapter92
Brent pov
She has been fast asleep for hours. Honestly, this seems to be the best sleep she has had since she has been here. I looked over at her. Her honey brown skin seemed so soft. I wanted to touch her again. Deciding that she needed this sleep, I let her be.
Lying on my back, I stared up at the ceiling, drowning in my own thoughts about everything, including last night. A small part of me regretted it. Regretted getting involved with her. Regret that I gave into the temptation. However a large part of me, especially my wolf, enjoyed every damn minute of it.
Her breathing lightened as she moved slightly to get comfortable. Her hips, her thighs, all taken shape under the thin sheet she covered herself with last night. Curvaceous body lying next to me naked nearly turned me into a ticking time bomb. Detonation would result in another round.