Crave
““Watching you do yoga is a nice way to wake up,” Reece said, rising onto his elbows to get a better look at Sarah. She was wearing her boy shorts and bra. Evidently she’d gone through his pockets. Her hair was as untamed as a Caribbean storm. And she’d never looked more appealing. Wholesome and sensual in one divinely curved package.
She moved into a lotus position, tucked her hair behind her ears then asked, “How long have you been awake?”
“Since plank.”
“That’s quite a few minutes, Mr McRae.”
“And I’ve enjoyed every second of them. Except for the clothes. I was hoping for naked triangle pose.”
“No chance.”
“A man and his morning woody can hope.”
“A man and his morning woody can order us some coffee before hitting the shower.”
“You’re a cold, cold woman, Sarah.”
“Julien already sent a text message to remind you about the basketball game.”
“He sent you a message?”
“I guess he tried you an hour or so ago and got no response. Message sender showed up as Birthday Boy.
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