Page 232 of Sky’s Edge

Tanyn tossed the ball, then slid an arm around my shoulders, pulled me to his side, and kissed the top of my hair.

“It’s cold out here,” he murmured. “Are you bundled up enough?”

I stuck out one foot. “I’m wearing my fab new boots.”

That didn’t get a hair kiss.

He tucked his fist under my chin, tilted my head and gave me a proper one.

We only broke when we heard Aleece shout, “You two are so cute, you’re gonna make me hurl!”

Tanyn and I both twisted to look over our shoulders at Aleece, who was standing in an open door, Bain (as ever) looming behind her.

“You’re away?” I asked.

“On our way to the craft,” she called.

They were returning to the Fall because Aleece had an appearance she rightly argued she couldn’t bow out of at the last minute.

They were staying in the Fall because we’d all be headed down there on Friday, less than two days from now (though, Laura and Aleksei were headed down tomorrow, because it was their party and they had things to see to), so there was no reason for them to come back up when we were shortly going to be heading down.

“See you at the party,” I yelled.

“Later,” she yelled back.

Tanyn lifted a hand.

Aleece shot Bain an annoyed look as he pulled her out of the door.

That door closed.

Hurley whined.

And since it was my turn, I picked up the ball and threw it.

Thursday evening, since I got the bathroom first, I was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed petting Hurley’s belly, who was paws up beside me, and we were both waiting for our male to give us a show.

All right, it was just me waiting for the show, Hurley seemed pretty content (but he always was glad to have his daddy).

I saw the lights extinguish in the closet, and Tanyn, his bare chest and his pajama bottoms finally gave me what I’d been waiting for.

Tanyn looked me over on his journey (yes, I was in another sexy nightgown, so he got his show too), and then asked the bizarre question, “Sex or sleep?”

Since he was up and at ’em early, morning sex had fallen off our schedule.

So this meant I had to make do with evening sex (oh, and the sex we had during the lunch we shared on Tuesday, and the sex we had prior to meeting the others for drinks last night).

So…

With this query…

Was he mad?

I was temporarily distracted from his insane question when he threw himself on the bed beside me and stretched out.

Damn.

He kept improving the show.