Dreaming about dragons? Here I am, back to breathe fire on your upstanding Iowa marshmallows.” Kash’s smoky voice whispered against her good ear. The effect was so erotic, he might have been in bed with her. Startled, Rebecca squinted in the darkness and tried to wake up. She held the phone from the night-stand against her ear, and his voice was definitely coming from the receiver, but she glanced around the room just to be certain she was alone. A tingle ran up her spine. “Where are you?” she croaked, rubbing a hand over her eyes, then reaching for the light. Her hand paused, then dropped back to the warm sheets. The fantasy of imagining him behind her in the darkness, leaning over her, his lips almost brushing her ear, was blatantly tantalizing. She didn’t want to ruin it, she admitted. “I’ve left my cave and come back to the hotel. I’m in the lobby. Where are you?” “In bed, asleep.” “You talk very clearly in your sleep, then.” She finally got her wits together enough to notice the clock.
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