Efua woke up at three-thirty the next morning, sore and overly warm.
She soon discovered why, since she was squeezed between Jason’s body and the mattress, and his body seemed to be generating an unnatural amount of heat.
She raised her head and breathed deeply, and then she eased herself out from under him. He was still sound asleep and he rolled over with a mumble, so she sat up on the side of the bed and breathed some more.
Last night had been…incredible. But the night was basically over now, and she had to come to terms with consequences.
One of them was the fact that her head was pounding from drinking too much last night.
Another was a soreness she could still feel between her legs.
And the most serious was sleeping on the other side of the bed. She glanced back, her heart clenching at the sight of his bare shoulder and messy hair.