#WIPWeds Clandestine, Book 2 in the Garden Falls series #amwriting


How about a taste of Zane’s point of view this week?

Zane woke up, his Zorro mask blocking one eye. Tugging it off, he blinked a few times until his eyes adjusted to the dim light. Silk sheets, perfume lingering in the air. Not his apartment.
Silky, long hair splayed across his bare chest. A soft arm lay across his stomach.
He’d went home with Claire. Not just went home with her, but went to bed with her. That was her arm. And her breasts pressed so temptingly against his side. She felt just as amazing as he’d dreamed she would.
She’d hate him when she woke up and discovered him in her bed.

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