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She swivels her head toward me, pushing up on one elbow while giving me a peevish look. "How do you expect me to sleep?"
Despite myslattwitching, I assume the appearance of relaxation. "Now you've got something to look forward to in the morning."
She slugs my arm, but I barely feel it. "Jackass."
Only then do I turn to gaze at her with feigned innocence. "There's no need for insults,gràidh."
"You got me all wound up on purpose." She flops back onto the mattress amid a flutter of sheets and a faint puffing sound from her pillow. "You're a tease."
"No, I'm an inveterate seducer. Remember?"
"Hmph."
I lift one arm, making room for her. "Come here."
She gives me a fake scowl, then cuddles up against my side. The lass glances at the covers, which are now tented by my erection, and squirms a little.
"Shh," I murmur, lowering my arm to cradle her close. "I'll help you relax."
Before she can complain again, I begin to hum softly. It's an old Scottish lullaby my mother used to sing to me when I was a wee laddie, but I won't try to sing it. Not sure I remember all the words, and I have no singing talent. As for humming, I can manage that passably.
Erica stretches an arm across my chest, snuggling closer, her cheek pasted to my skin. Her lids gradually slide shut, and her body slackens.
While she drifts down into the peace of slumber, I whisper to her, "Sleep well,mo leannan."
Chapter Nineteen
I wake in the morning to find Erica is crawling up my body while licking and kissing my skin, her mouth traveling up my belly. She slurps at my flesh and pants softly, her hot breaths blustering over my chest and saliva dripping onto my skin. Then she chuffs once and wags her leg.
That doesn't feel like her leg, though. It's too small and moves too quickly. Besides, I haven't known Erica to drool on me.
I crack my lids open.
Casey lies sprawled between my thighs, on top of the covers, with his front paws and chin resting on my belly. When he sees my eyes are open, he wags his tail again.
Scratching behind his ears, I whisper, "Good morning, Casey. Let's try not to disturb Erica, all right?"
His ears prick up.
I decide to assume that means he agrees with me about not waking Erica. "Good boy."
The dog turns his head so he can lick my arm.
And I start muttering nonsense to him the way I always do because he seems to enjoy it. Casey pants and chuffs, and I swear he's smiling at me.
A throat-clearing makes us both glance at Erica.
"Am I interrupting?" she asks.
"You're awake." I aim a playful smile at her. "Thought you'd sleep all day."
"What time is it?"
"After ten."
She looks at the bedside clock. Her face goes blank for a moment.
Casey leaps up and lunges toward Erica to slop a kiss on her cheek. Spluttering, she pushes him away. The pup bounds off the bed, rocking it wildly.
