Chapter 36

"Wake up, Riley."

She moaned and tried to role away from the hands gently pulling her onto her back. She was exhausted and a little sore from Soloman's sexual demands throughout the night. The man was fucking insatiable! Not that she was complaining. Her body was aching in a happy way, but she was so not a morning person. Unless he was waking her up tell her the new car had arrived.

"Mmmmm, my new car here?" she mumbled into the bedding, rubbing a fist in her eye before attempting to crack it open.

"No," he chuckled and rolled her over more forcefully so she was facing him. She covered a yawn and shoved an elbow under herself in an attempt to prop herself up and give her a better glaring vantage point.

"Then why're you waking me up so ungodly early?" she complained, glaring past him through the uncovered patio door at the morning sunlit lawn like it was out to personally destroy her life.

He was already wearing one of his incredibly mouth-watering dark suits with a crisp white shi