(MIRA)
I woke up feeling far more refreshed and relaxed than I had in weeks. The dingy motel room was nothing like the luxury suite Irving had imprisoned me in, but that didn't even matter to me. Shiloh was holding me in bed. I had friends surrounding me. I was safe.
And relaxed. Shiloh and I had spent well into the dawn hours screwing each other silly.
Both of us somehow felt that if we fucked enough, we could make the mating bond stay.
That wasn't how mating bonds worked, and we both knew it. Maybe we were just making up for lost time.
When I opened my eyes, light flooded the room. Shiloh was still curled around me, but he was fully dressed. With a frown, I opened my eyes. He gave me a soft smile.
"What time is it?" I asked huskily as I sat up.
