He lay on top of the covers and ran his fingers down my back, gently bringing me into consciousness. “Oh, that feels so nice.” I was trying to break through the sleepy fog in my head. He was perched on an elbow, looking down at me, when I rolled over. “Good morning.” He beamed. “Good morning,” I ...
His excitement for the project had exploded over the weekend. “Bridget, this is going to be phenomenal,” Dane said. “I can’t thank you enough for helping me sell it. I knew I was right for it when they were here, but I really think your input on the proposal and the photos made all the difference...