Chapter 6
Harry knew he still had a smile on his face when he reached The Puffin Diner at precisely five minutes to six to help with breakfast service—pushing the limits, but still on time.
Becky had insisted on paybacks when his alarm went off, but had respected his limited schedule. By habit he didn’t wake quickly and his body hadn’t completely shifted to Oregon time. By the time the snooze alarm buzzed, she’d teased a part of him to life and he became fully awake already deep inside her. Midway through, a frantic slap at the clock bought him another nine minutes. She kissed him as their bodies struggled to get closer than was physically possible, and she didn’t stop. Her tongue was ravaging his mouth just as thoroughly as he was ravaging her in other places.
She swallowed his groan a
