Phoebe stirred, snuggling into the warm body beside her. The woodsie scent she loved surrounded her. Her fingers trailed through a mini forest of soft hair, peppering a firm chest. The campfire scent became more pungent and was accompanied by the smell of roasted marshmallows. It made her mouth water.
“Angel, unless we plan to finish…it is best to stop now,” a husky voice intruded her half-wakeful state.
She blinked to find herself pressed against Jason’s muscular torso. Her nose was inches from his neck where his scent was strongest. Face turning red, she looked up to see Jason watching, his dark eyes swirling. He smiled, leaning toward her and kissed her longingly. Phoebe moaned as he drew out the kiss, nipping her lip before invading her mouth.
Máni stirred, encouraging the waking u
