Emma felt hands on her back, gently stroking her awake. She made a small sound in her throat, snuggled deeper into the warmth surrounding her. She raised her hand to adjust her pillow and touched a hard surface. It was breathing. Her eyes popped open and she gasped when she realized that she was lying on a broad chest with blond hair softly tickling her cheek. She lifted her head and looked into bright green eyes.
“Hey, there,” Dean said in a sexy morning voice, all rough and deep. “How you doing today?”
“Good.”
“Oh, yeah?” His hands were moving lower now, across her hips, over her ass, down the backs of her thighs. “You sleep OK?”
She nodded. “You?”
“Yeah, pretty good.” His hands slid inside her thighs, pressed them apart. “I was damn tired out.”
Their eyes met and they remembered t
