Copyright © 2007 Jamie Hill
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At six a.m., on Monday morning, Jake's alarm clock buzzed. He slapped it off, rubbed his eyes, and glanced around.
Joss slept soundly next to him, undisturbed. It wasn't anywhere near as loud as the noises in her house. She'd probably gotten the first good night's sleep in weeks.
I did, too. That was for damn sure. Making love with Joss, late into the evening, was exhilarating--and exhausting. When he finally allowed sleep to take him he was relaxed, and more sated than ever in his memory.
He rolled against her, pressing his morning erection against her backside. Kissing her neck, he whispered, "Good morning."
"Not morning yet," she replied sleepily.
"Okay." He planted one more kiss on the nape of her neck, then moved away. "I have to go to work, anyway. You might as well sleep."
"Sleep, mmm..." She nestled into the pillow.
Jake grinned as he slid out of bed, tossing the covers over her sleeping form. He admired the view for a moment. Sprawled in his bed, hair tousled, softly snoring, she looked sexy as hell. Unfortunately, he needed to spend tonight in her house looking for the source of that damnable noise. Hopefully, there'd be time for other things later. Shuffling to the bathroom, he closed the door behind him.