CHAPTER 35

I wake up to light streaming through the window. I"m in Timothy"s bed, wearing only his T-shirt. I inch toward the side of it, but a tattooed arm bands around me. "Come back," the arm"s owner grunts. Before I can respond, Timothy tugs me back against his warm, hard body. Last night I went to see his show, and he was incredible. Then we came back to his apartment, where Timothy shut the door on Jacob with barely a hello. I would have protested if I hadn"t wanted him so badly too. After the amount of sex we"ve had, that wanting should"ve worn off. It"s unreal that it hasn"t. "I have morning breath," I warn as I turn in his arms. "Don"t care." He pulls me against him, kissing me. He tugs the hem of my T-shirt up and off, and I run my hands over his beautiful body. "Again?" I tease lightly as I feel him harden between us. "Uh-huh." His mouth drops to my breast, sucking marks into my skin, and I a