Sean woke as the sun rose and bright sunshine poured into the bedroom. He’d forgotten to close the blinds the night before. He rolled away from the glass doors that let in the light and remembered why he’d forgotten. He’d been so wrapped up in his Ree he’d not even thought about it. First on the bed, then a bath to ease her soreness, then they’d both been unable to resist the temptation once they’d slipped naked between the sheets.

Now she lay face down on the other half of the king size bed, her nose crinkled as she pressed it into the pillow, a light snore sounding every few breaths. It was cute. He lay there for several minutes, watching her sleep and wondering what a tiny version of her wandering through the apartment might be like. Would a little girl be into princesses and glitter or want to pick up a hammer and follow him to a job site? Sabrina rubbed her face against the pillow and seemed to sense she was being watched. Her lashes fluttered open and her deep chocolate eyes flashed panic for a moment before they softened. He knew she’d remembered the night before. A smile curved her lips.

“How long have you been watching me sleep?”

“A few minutes.”

“What time is it?”

“About six thirty.” He usually got up with the sun, so he had a good idea of when sunrise was. Sabrina scrubbed one hand over her face and blinked several times.

“That’s right you guys do Daylight Savings.”

“You guys?” He frowned.

“I’m from Arizona, remember? No Daylight Savings, no time change ever. It’s confusing. Especially when you’re not used to it. I thought it was an hour earlier and I was wondering why you’re awake so early.” She shifted so she lay on her side, facing him. Her head rested on the pillow, but her curls had become a mane around her head. Somehow Sean knew she’d be horrified when she saw it, but it only made him want to bury his hands in it, roll her onto her back and kiss her again. Hmm. Maybe he should brush his teeth first.

“It’s about when I get up every day.” He used one hand to smooth a stray strand out of her face and tuck it behind her ear. A soft smile curved her lips as she brought her hand up to cup his against her face.

“Speaking of, what are your plans for today?”

“I have a couple meetings that couldn’t be rescheduled or at least past today, one of them was originally scheduled for while I was at the airport yesterday.” He watched her for a moment. “Did I tell you I only found the letter about your arrival about two hours before you landed? I had Harriet reschedule what she could, but some of these people have to travel from out of state and as much as I want to, I can’t just blow them off.”

“I understand. I wouldn’t want you to do that.” Her voice was soft and understanding. “Your work is what will allow me to do what I want. To do what I’ve dreamed of. I can’t begrudge it too much.”

“What about you, what do you want to do today?”

“Since we forgot the groceries last night,” she shot him a playful grin, “I thought I’d do that, then move my things from the other bedroom. There’s really no point in leaving them there, is there?”

“I tried to tell you that last night.” He smirked.

“Did you? I don’t recall. I might have had other things on my mind last night.” She laid one hand on his chest and inched it down his body. He caught it against his body with one hand.

“Three times in the last twelve hours is enough to make anyone sore, much less a virgin.” He picked up her hand and brought it to his lips for a gentle kiss. “Take another bath, do your thing here. I’ll leave a card on the bar in the kitchen if you want to go downstairs and get some groceries or have something delivered.” He hated to do it, but he had to get up. His first meeting was in a little over an hour and as much as he liked the smell of her on his skin, he had to get in the shower. The last thing he needed was for Flint to think he had a weakness to exploit. Even if it was starting to be true.

With one last kiss to her hand, and another to her forehead, he rolled out of bed. “Go back to sleep. You didn’t sleep much last night.” He didn’t wait for her response as he went into the bathroom and closed the door. When he came out of the large walk in closet where he’d dressed, she was snoring softly. He wished he could spend the whole day with her, committing her every inch, her every sigh to memory, but duty called. He’d be counting the minutes until he could return.