A House of Men Ch 06
A warm, rather large form settles over me the next morning, drawing me from my dreams. I open my eyes as warm skin touches my forehead. All I am able to see is a pair of gleaming green eyes filled with laughter and mischief. ‘Ty, what on earth are you doing?’ ‘Doing? I’m not doing anything.’ ‘You are laying on me. Why?’ ‘It’s time to get up, Angel. Our restaurant beckons.’ ‘Oh, great. I have another Mark on my hands. Angel, indeed.’ ‘Sorry, Holly. It’s just that the loan officer has...