Angie sat up to find herself alone in his bed. Should I feel sleazy? I mean, I did just have a one-night-stand. But she couldn’t do it; she couldn’t talk herself into regretting any of it. Last night had been amazing.
She got out of bed and found one of his button downs to put on when he entered the room with two steaming hot mugs. “You’re not running away are you?” Eric asked with an easy smile. “I’ve got your sundress in the machine and I’m planning on holding it hostage.”
“In that case.” She slipped on his shirt and took a moment to enjoy being wrapped in his scent one more time. “Maybe I’ll wait a bit before I make my escape.”
“Good.” He climbed back into and motioned for her to join him. “Coffee in bed?”
“I can’t think of a better idea.” She cuddled next to him and took her cup. They sat propped up in bed and drank in comfortable silence. It was so intimate and relaxed.
