She prayed the previous night had been real and not just some wet dream. A hand slid up her leg as she stretched, renewing her confidence that what she’d felt had indeed been real. Cracking one eye open, she saw the hottie from the bar. Smiling, she opened both eyes fully. The room was somewhat dark from the curtains, but she could see him clearly, thanks to a nearby lamp he must have cut on. “Good morning,” she said, her voice sounding like a purr even to her own ears. Seth looked enticing in his snug black jeans and white shirt. His hair was still damp, and combed back from his face, letting her know he had showered while she slept. “Good morning. Did you sleep well?” Nodding, Willow felt blood rush to her face as she remembered the things she had done the previous night. She began to chew on her lip. “Ah, sweetheart, you do abuse that lip.” He leaned down and slid his thumb over her bottom lip before kissing her, sucking her lip into his mouth and soothing it by gliding his tongue across it. “Mmmmm,”
