“Hey, wake up. Come on, baby.” Jordan vaguely registered a voice. Ty’s voice, she thought. “Wake up, Jordan.” She heard it again, but couldn’t quite manage to wake. Then the soft brush of lips covered hers. Warm and teasing kisses trailed across her cheek and down her neck. She hoped Ty was the one kissing her, because she was enjoying the sensations entirely too much. She managed to open her eyes. “Hi.” “Hi.” He grinned. “You were having a dream.” “Yeah.” She rolled to her side and slid an arm around his warm body. “I was dreaming about these incredible lips and all the wicked things I hoped they’d do to me. But you ruined it.” “Call me crazy, but based on the struggling and the groans, I don’t think my lips were what you were dreaming about.” It was much too early to discuss a dream.
