For a moment, Mia Foster was bewildered, not knowing if Felix Shaw was asleep or awake. But whether he was asleep or conscious, she wasn't accustomed to this sleeping position—too... hard to accept, her heart pounding as if it wanted to leap out. So, she tried to move her body.
Just that—
What was the hardness pressing against her backside? From a physiological standpoint... in the morning, men would normally get erec—
Heavens!
Mia Foster weakly brought a hand to her forehead.
At the same time, she was certain that Felix was asleep; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so still without moving at all.
Holding her breath, she tentatively grasped Felix's wrist, trying to move his hand that had slipped into her bathrobe. However, as soon as she moved it slightly, his strong hand returned with force, probing and giving it a few squeezes.
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