Chapter 84 The Wife He Didn't Want Ch8

• Jacob woke up with Ginna curled against his chest, her leg draped over his, her breath soft against his throat. The sheets were tangled around them, their bodies bare and sticky from the night before. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept this deeply—or the last time he’d woken up with his arms full of her. Her warmth seeped into him like a drug. He should’ve pulled away. He didn’t.
• Instead, he tightened his grip.
• She stirred, lips brushing his collarbone, her hand twitching against his stomach. “Morning,” she murmured.