Rocky Mountain Hideaway (To Love Again Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Once again, the bed was empty. Did that man never stay in bed? She rolled into his pillow, breathing in the scent of him, fresh yet musky and laced with the fruity smell of the massage oils. From down the hallway, Isabel could hear a clanging of pots, a utensil clatter to the floor. The bedside clock announced 8:00. Sunday morning. Good grief, why was he up and about so early? She shuddered with the memory of his massage techniques the night before. She hadn’t planned for things to go in that direction, but she was learning that her best laid plans were apt to go awry with Tray. She was supposed to be teaching him, but she was learning much more from him. Learning how to relax, let go, be spontaneous. She’d thought the whole massage segment of the evening clearly through but had been swept away again by pure want - Tray stroking her, kissing her, licking her. It had been so long and she couldn’t resist his attention, especially when it was focused so intently on her and on the part of her that craved him the most.
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