Denae woke up buried in Zaid’s arms, buried entirely in his heavenly scent. Her arms were wrapped around him too, but in this position, he was the big spoon, and she was…well, the small one. Scoffing, she looked up at him, realizing that he was awake. “Are you trying to suffocate me after working me like a donkey last night?” “Are you trying to do the same? And work you like a donkey…? I did no such thing.” “Yeah right…I can see the guilt on your face right now. Do you think I’m as young as you are? How is an old woman supposed to go six rounds without collapsing?” Zaid pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh that showcased the minor regret he felt. “I’m sorry…I wasn’t thinking about that last night. I’ll do better next time.” Denae chuckled, weaseling herself out of his arms. “It’