Chapter 35. Once Stolen, Twice Forbidden (2)

[2019, March 8th]

James woke up feeling stiff, but unusually relaxed. It took him a moment to remember why he was stiff, but he didn’t mind that so much. Regular morning training sessions would soon get him back into the shape he had been before he left for Caines, where he slacked off a lot. He was just about to sit up and stretch his arms when he saw her.

“Bloody hell!” he cursed, breathing in sharply.

Of all the things that James might have been concerned about occurring around her, he was sure it would be him who did something foolish. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined he would wake up to her sprayed out next to him in his bed, her legs wide apart, her robe half open to reveal a white little camisole dress and him cradling her hand against his chest in both of his.

“Reckless woman!” he hissed, dropping her hand.

“And what the hell is with what she’s wearing, mom? How the bloody hell is that even sleepwear?” he complained as he jumped away