The room was still dark, with just enough light from the streetlight half a block away to cast shadows and let him see the angles and curves of Lainey’s face. God, she was beautiful. In the grayness of predawn her tawny skin appeared even more exotic, her hair inky black as it tumbled on the pillow. Her nose was slim and fine, even elegant, and her lips were full and soft. She looked so peaceful sleeping. So trusting and innocent. As he watched, she let out a sigh and stirred a little, then tucked her hand under her cheek and slid back into oblivion, her long dark lashes resting on the very top of her cheeks. Todd swallowed. He was hooked and he knew it. Last night had been unlike anything he’d ever experienced. It wasn’t sex for fun. He didn’t just like Lainey; he’d experienced a real and honest connection. Now he was in her bed, and the biggest surprise of all was that he didn’t want to leave. It just felt … right. He didn’t want to wake her, so he simply watched her sleep for a long time, until his eyes grew tired.
What do You think about Christmas At Evergreen Inn?
