The man's breath was making Norris Moore very uncomfortable.
He was doing it on purpose, she realized. Although he claimed to be sleeping, he intentionally teased her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable. How could she sleep at ease like this?
At first, it felt just a little ticklish, but as his breathing evened out, she turned her body, trying to carefully get out of bed.
Just as she was about to get up, a hand reached over and pulled her back into his embrace.
Norris had a frustrated look on her face!
"If you don't want to sleep, we can do something else," came Trenton's barely audible, threatening whisper.
Norris was frustrated; this man hadn't been sleeping after all, but had been lying in wait for her.
Damn it! What a cunning fox!
He radiated danger from his whole body. If she made one more move, who knew what he might do to her?
Frightened, Norris dared not move and stiffened up within his embrace, not even daring to speak for fear of angering him.
