Chapter 16

I woke up to the smell of coffee. Groaning, my bladder protesting, I wondered who could be making coffee when I remembered: Lochlann. Last night. Sex.

Oh. My. God. 

I blushed like an idiot as the memories flooded back. I’d thrown myself at him like some shameless hussy and he’d called my bluff. We’d had sex twice more during the night, completely insatiable for each other.

I glanced at my phone; it was still early in the morning. Thankfully, my report that I’d neglected last night wasn’t due until later that afternoon. 

After I peed, brushed my teeth, and attempted to get the knots out of my hair, Lochlann was already sitting in my living room. 

“I made you some coffee,” he said, as if I hadn’t already smelled it from my bedroom.

I sat down next to him and sighed happily. “My one indulgence I’m allowed to have.”

Lochlann watched me as I sipped my coffee, as if he’d never seen someone like me before. I had to restrain myself from hiding behind my hair.

Finally, he