Fired Up (16)

Waking up in bed with Cole was sexy—even if they didn’t quite fit on her mattress. The added layer of closeness was definitely no hardship. At some point during the night, he’d wrapped his arms around her and tugged her head onto his chest. At least, that was her preferred theory and she was sticking to it. The other possibility was that she’d simply assaulted the man in his sleep, crawling right on top of him. Still, she took full advantage of her current position. Lifting her head, she watched his face. Since he was asleep, he was in no position to complain. Plus, the man had unfairly long lashes. She ran a finger over the stubble on his jaw. Rough and sexy, just the way she liked him. One minute, he was asleep, eyes closed. The next, he was awake and staring back at her. “Hey,” he said. That was all, but his arms tightened around her, his thumb stroking a little circle at the top of her spine. “Morning, hotshot.” Leaning forward, she kissed him. Long minutes later, he broke off thei