Chapter 20

A soft pillow cradled her cheeks. Silky sheets caressed her naked body. Emma stretched under the cocooning blanket, smiling as she recalled her vivid dream.

Abducted and taken into space, and by a guy living in a trailer. How silly, but fun while it lasted. Even awake, the memory lingered, not fading into obscurity as most nighttime illusions tended to.

Her eyes fluttered opened, and reality slammed her. The comfort she rested in wasn't her bed back home, nor was it the less-than-luxurious accommodations found on board the ship. Not only was she not in her own bed, she wasn't in her own galaxy.

It didn't bother her like it should have. What did gnaw at her was her decision to sleep with Rafe. Less sleep and more like let him ply his wicked way.

I finally gave in. And, wow, what an experience.