"Morning." Her voice is rough.
My cock twitches.
"How'd you sleep?" I hold her gaze.
Unashamed.
Her eyes flash to Mase and back. "Your bed is comfortable."
My heart pounds. "Our bed"
A gentle reminder.
Her cheeks flush, and she shifts, but there's no hair to hide her face. "Technicality," she says with a grin. "But I can see why I picked it."
I waggle my brows. "You ain't seen nothing yet."
"Oh, my god." Her glorious laugh fills the room.
Masie giggles.
Both our eyes shift to her.
"Happy girl," I say, reaching for a tickle.
Our hands touch.