Chapter Sixty-Seven

I slept the next morning because I was really tired, and that was courtesy of Kelly, who kept screaming all night long. Kingsley had the stamina of a monster, and with Kelly's encouragement, he kept riding her like a bull.

When I opened my eyes, the draperies were closed, but I knew that it was no longer early morning. I looked at the clock, and it was some minutes after nine, I sat up from the bed and laid my head on the head of the bed when the door opened.

Reagan was carrying breakfast, wearing only a brief. He dropped the breakfast on the side table, and he kissed me, but I pushed his mouth off.

"I haven't brushed, and I did not brush last night before I slept."

He scoffed, then pulled my head closer again and gave me a thorough kiss, which I surrendered myself to before he pulled away.

"I made you breakfast," he said.

"Thanks, but let me brush, and then I will eat it," I said and stood up.

He went to the wardrobe and opened it. "Okay, but I won't be here when you come back from t