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GLENDA'S POV

So strong, yet so soft, silky yet rough and warm. Very warm. I snuggled closer and smiled in my sleep, relishing the feel of the muscled form nestled beside me.

It was not until I heard the soft chuckle and the hand draped protectively over my shoulders did I jog my memory awake.

I flung my eyes open and jerked up in shock. Instinctively, I scanned the room. As my eyes wandered, they settled on the trimmed muscled abdomen that lay beside me.

I traced the very appealing manly middle up until my gaze rested on a very much awake Maurice.

He wore an arrogant grin across his face.

“You can't keep your hands off me, can you?” He teased.

I immediately snapped back to Earth and snatched my hand from Maurice's chest where it had laid. My face furrowed in annoyance.

“You moved from your side of the bed.” I defended, avoiding his gaze.

“I did tell you I liked to sleep in the middle.”

He wiggled his brows at me. There was amusement in his voice and I resisted the urge to look at him