He was already in bed and held the covers open for her, and she wasted no time climbing in next to him. His arm slid around her waist and pulled her close as he settled onto his back. "What just happened out there?" She caressed his chest and stomach as she rested her chin on his shoulder. The look in his eyes was absolutely stunning. Content, yet wanton. Sublime yet humble. His lips twitched into a whimsical grin. "What do you mean? We had great sex." He truly was incorrigible. "Well, yes, but that's not what I'm talking about." "Oh, you mean with Trace?" His eyes twinkled. Of course he knew that's what she meant. "Well, yeah. I mean, hell, Micah. I've only known you a short time, but even I already know that if another guy even so much as looked at me, you'd kill him." She searched his face, but he was giving nothing away. "Trace just saw me naked. He watched us having sex." She smiled sweetly. "And you didn't lay a hand on him." Micah kept his gaze on hers for several seconds then shifted and stared up at the ceiling as he took a deep breath.
