"You climbed into bed with me and we talked about everything that's been going on in your life." His thumb sweeps across my bottom lip. "It was such a good talk, Gracie." A look of disappointment settles over his features as his brows beetle together. "I'm surprised you don't remember."
Talking in bed doesn't explain why I'm now naked in it.
He shrugs. "One thing led to another, and we ended up making love last night. I have to say, it was well worth the wait." He smiles and leans toward me, brushing his mouth over mine. I don't shy away from the kiss because my mind is still cartwheeling.
Swallowing down the rising bile, I whisper, "You're telling me that we had s*x last night?"
He taps a fingertip against my nose. "We made love, Gracie. It wasn't s*x. What happened between
