#Chapter 193: Morning Glow

Hannah I woke first to the glow of the sun hitting my face, and then to the warm sensation of an arm around me… and a hand cupping my breast. “Mm…” Smiling, I snuggled back into the familiar body that was pressed up against me. In my sleepy state, it felt natural, comforting. Happy even. A warmth spread through me, pooling low in my belly. Instinctively, I ground back against him, hearing a soft, sleepy groan in response. The hand on my breast tightened, callused fingers brushing over my nipple and then pinching together ever so slightly. I let out a quiet gasp, arching my back into the solid body. “Noah…” But as consciousness slowly seeped in, the reality of what was happening hit me like a bucket of cold water had been dumped over my head. Noah. This wasn’t some pleasant dream—it was the man I was supposed to hate. We were cuddling, and I had been grinding against his very obvious morning wood. Anger and surprise flared up insid