Craig HillChapter 66
He was woken with a kiss. Victoria was leaning over him, her golden hair falling forward. She was gently stroking his forehead and running her fingers through his hair. "Drat!" she said. "I didn't mean to wake you yet, darling, but I just couldn't resist kissing you." She bent and kissed him sweetly again, her hair caressing his cheeks. Mark's arms went round her and she collapsed onto his chest. "Oh, my darling man, alone with you at last without having to think about anybody...