Chapter 363

Epilogue

THE SMELL OF FRESH BAKED something crept into my dreams. Blinking then rolling over to snuggle up to Al's pillow, I peered across the lovely spread of thick soft covers to where I could glimpse a male figure standing at the wood stove, flipping something before darting to grab something from the bench then dropping it into the pan. A hiss made him jerk back, implement at the ready. I noted then the lack of pants, admiring the neat tight-fitting underwear across that taut ass.

Feeling remarkably more awake, I rolled across the bed, shuffling around for a better view. The sound caught Audi's attention, and she padded across the small floor space of the cabin, climbing up to the bed platform.

'Good morning, noisy girl,' I cooed to her, reaching an arm out from my cocoon of covers to pat her, before my eyes were drawn back to the semi-naked male, who by this stage registered my state of consciousness.