Blood Knot
“The cabin lights were brighter, including those in their twin suite. There was hot food nearby. It included coffee and something that had maple syrup in it. Possibly oatmeal. People were moving about the cabin beyond the doors.
Sometime during the night, Nial had dressed her again—at least in her skirt and camisole. And now he was curled behind her, around the length of her body, under the blanket that he had placed over her sometime while she had slept. One arm was tucked over her waist and the hand cupped her breast.
The fingers of his other hand were drawing her hair away from her temple. “I’m sorry to wake you, but Hong Kong is only ninety minutes away and your breakfast is going cold,” he murmured in her ear.
“Maple and raisin oatmeal and coffee,” she replied.
“And tropical fruit salad. The hot course will be along as soon as you choose which of the five entrees you want. I’m hoping you pick the honeyed ham so I can kiss you after each bite.” His lips pressed against her temple.
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