fter that, things seemed fuzzy. I couldn't remember for the life of me how I left the wedding and how I got back to the hotel. I reached for my phone on the

k to me. And by the width of his shoulders, I knew it wasn't just any man. But I had to make sure. Holding my breath, I looked over his big body to see his face. It was Hunter, and he snored again. I jumped out of bed. I managed to keep myself quiet enough not

ven paler, and my green eyes were red and puffy. That's when I finally looked down. I was wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants, but underneath I was still wearing underwear and a bra. I didn't remember getting dressed; that made me stop and t

ed the towels to see if one of us had used one to clean up. Nothing. But I still looked like a mess. I looked like I'd spent the night having wild sex... Unfortunately-or maybe fortunately-I didn't have time to think too much about what had happened. If I didn't get to the airport in the next fifteen minutes, I woul

my suitcase. I was about to make my escape when I decided I needed to know what had happened. I set the suitcase to hold the door

ce before making my final move. He was still fast asleep. Or so I thought... I reached out to grab the edge of the sheet and carefully lift it, then leaned over to see what was underneath. Good Lord. He was wearing boxers. But... he was sporting a nice morning wood. There was a big bulge beneath his tight briefs. There was no way that all of that had been inside me. I would have been a little sore at le

you." I looked down at my shoes to avoid his intense gaze. "Ugh, I'm such a fool. I overslept, I'm kind of freaked out. Now I have to run or I'll miss my flight." I tried

r." While he was in the bathroom, I hesitated not to put anything on his phone. I wasn't going to keep in touch with a man who lived three thousand miles away. A guy like him was the last thing I needed. But then I thought about claiming that I had actually saved my number, since he always seemed to know what I was up to. S

ess the words, Hunter pulled me toward him. One of his large hands grabbed the back of my neck, holding it tightly to turn my head in the direction he wanted. Then his lips crashed down on mine. The shock of the sensation of his mouth against mine quickly wore off as he began to lick my lips to make me open them. His tongue entered my mouth deeply, and he groaned as he held my head and deepened the