He stood before her in all his naked glory. And it was glorious, indeed it was, if you liked that sort of thing when you both had morning breath and the sheets embraced the fragrance of last night’s sleep and chilli beef.
It was cold this morning. She shivered in advance, anticipating the frigid air that would whoosh in when he finished preening and pulled the doona back. Sure he was gorgeous, but…
She managed a tight-lipped smile, underwhelmed by lukewarm desire.