Either his or Ian’s, didn’t matter.His head… Well, he’d started to think maybe pushing Ian into bed with Dorrie hadn’t been one of his better ideas.Then again…he couldn’t wait to get her back in bed. Which probably wouldn’t happen tonight. This morning. Whatever.They could all do with a few hours of sleep to clear their heads.But, damn. He couldn’t help but think about how much better he’d sleep if he was wrapped around her.Dorrie spent most of the drive back to their place staring out the side window, her face scrunched in a frown. After he parked in the garage, he hustled her back into the house, hearing Ian’s garage door open just as they reached the house.“You want something to drink?”She shook her head. “I think…I’m really tired. I think I’d just like to get some sleep.”“No problem. Come on, I’ll show you.”“I hate kicking you out of your bed.”Then don’t almost slipped out of his mouth but he managed to rein it in. “It’s not a problem.”“What’s not a problem?”Ian strode through the door, his attention immediately zoning in on Dorrie.“I told her I’ll take her up to my bed.”Ian looked like he wanted to argue but his jaw clenched and he nodded.
