Chapter 35

• THE ROOM was illuminated with glaring sunlight when Evelyn woke. She fluttered her lashes, noticing that she was still wrapped in Jason's arms, his bare chest rising and falling under her palm.
• She winced as the recollections of what they had shared came crashing in like a natural disaster. She battled through the mist of sleep filled with erotic memories, some real, others born in dreams so explicit she wondered if some of them could have actually transpired.
• As her mind gradually cleared, she slowly slipped off his arms not wanting to wake him, and circled the bed in a flash to where her nightdress and dressing robe was mixed up with Jason's own clothes on the floor.