His kisses tickled Josie Quinn, and she wanted to get up and freshen up.
But as soon as she pushed herself up, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her back down into his embrace.
"Stay in bed with me a little longer."
Julian Ford's voice was laced with a post-coital languor and rasp, but his arms tightened around her. He held her like a precious treasure found again, unwilling to let go for even a moment.
It wasn't until noon that a cautious knock sounded at the door, followed by the inquiry of a food delivery person.
Only then was Josie Quinn finally able to escape, and she rushed into the small bathroom.
She quickly washed up, and when she came back out, she was fully dressed in conservative clothing.
"Why go to all that trouble? You'll just have to take them off again in a bit."
A smile played on his lips, and the lust in his eyes hadn't fully dissipated. He clearly wasn't done with her yet.
