Chapter 145

Sabrina's POV

When I woke up, the pain was gone entirely. My cheek pressed against a muscular bare chest, and a large, relaxed hand rested on my bare lower back, just before the curve of my ass. There was a flimsy hospital gown separating my nipples from his, but I could feel that it had fallen open and revealed my entire backside.

Dax’s chest rose and fell steadily beneath me, and I left my eyes closed, giving myself a few minutes to just lay there and enjoy the quiet peace.

Eventually, Dax moved a bit. His breathing hitched, and I peeked up at him through squinted eyes. His face was still slack, his body utterly relaxed.

Just moving in his sleep, I guess.

I grabbed my glasses off the side table with my sort-of-free hand and slipped them onto my face.

He moved a little more, and my thigh slid a little—and then froze.

Shit.

Holy erection, Batman.

I’d done the sex thing, but I’d never done the morning-after thing. Not the snugglin