"Have you considered that's why I keep so covered up?" he teases. His hands stroke over her back, tracing her shoulder blades and ribs, down to the swell of her hips, and when she sits up, around the front and over her breasts until he's holding her shoulders.

"It's a good thing I'm on bedrest and you have no clothes. I'm not going to have my fill of looking at you for awhile yet."