They were well into the forenoon, and his absence would have been noticed. So Marc turned around and set eyes on her pale cheeks.
Another fleeting fragment surface, one of her biting her lower lip. While confused, he thoroughly enjoyed what he saw in that dream and in her now. Aroused, he kissed her cheek before rolling to the side of the bed.
His movements woke her, she first stretched her arms, leading the sheet covering her chest to roll off. Marc focused on those blue eyes as they fluttered open.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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