The Club

"Hey, time to get up." The soft voice of Alpha Devon rang in my ears. My body remained where it was, pretending not to respond to him. Sleeping feels great, especially after intense sex. I felt so relaxed, curled up like a kitten in his strong, broad arms. His fingers ran slowly down my naked back, and as they reached my side, he squeezed the muscles of my lower back. I almost started as he looked at me with a smile on his face. "It's time to get up." Hell, how did he know my sensitive location? I pretended to frown at him in protest. "Have you forgotten our date tonight?" He touched my peeping upper lip with his forefinger. "If you don't get up, we'll be late." A date? I had almost forgotten that I was going to the club to-night for a dance. I could not help looking out of the window, and there was a red and yellow sunset on the horizon. By Jove, I cannot believe how long I have been asleep. "Why do I have to go to that?" "I muttered under my breath. "I mentioned you needed to study."