Erik was at her side with one arm tucked under her head and the other draped over her waist. Their legs were tangled together, and it was the most intimate moment she’d ever experienced…besides what had happened earlier. That had been drug-induced, and he had done what he’d done out of necessity. Right? But right now, the way he held her brought forth feelings and emotions she wasn’t quite ready for. She’d known the man for less that twenty-four hours, but they’d already been through so much. He was exactly the type of man she dreamed of having as her mate, and now, he was a reality. She longed to lay with him and rest a little longer, but her body had other ideas. When Sarah had successfully disentangled herself from his slumbering form, she hesitated. Her clothes had been tossed, and she had no clue where they may have landed. Well, it’s not as if he hasn’t seen everything anyway, she thought and made her way to the adjoining bathroom. After relieving herself, she finger-brushed her teeth, washed her face and tried to tame her tangled hair as best she could.
