Planned Interventions

Kiera woke up sore but relaxed. She couldn’t believe how excitable and aggressive Dean became once they entered his bedroom. He knew what he wanted, and he took it. Oh, but at least he returned it as well.

Kiera didn’t remember ever having an encounter like that before, let alone an entire night. They’d need to air out the room this morning. Finally, she opened her eyes to see Dean asleep beside her. His hand lay possessively on her breast and his leg was lying over hers. As if he feared she’d escape as he slept. Another night without the nightmares. It felt so good.

Her body interrupted her, needing to get up and start her day. There was no way Kiera could move without waking Dean. Too much of his weight was on his leg, pinning her to the bed. She needed the bathroom, and he’d have to live with that knowledge. So, out of the kindness of her heart, she tried to slip out from under him and from the bed without waking him. She made a pained face the enti