She cuddled deeper into his embrace. She hadn’t lied about the cuddling part. She had missed him so much. And she was just so glad to be in the arms of the man she loved.
She loved this man. She loved her husband. And she wanted him to come home. She shook her head when she realized that he was talking and she hadn't been listening.
“We have options,” Jensen said.
She blinked and focused her attention back on the here and now and the fact she was in bed after hot, sweaty sex with the man she loved.
It was all she could do not to groan.
“What options?” she asked huskily.
“I can feed you. I can make mad, passionate love to you again. Or we can take a short nap and then do either option one or two. Or both. See? I’m easy.” he said.
She smiled and squeezed him. She did love him. It scared her to death just how much she loved him, and she was flooded by so much emotion she couldn't think straight.