FIC: Reclamation 9/?
Title: Reclamation 9/?
Author: Gothabilly13
Pairing: Morgan/Girl!Reid
Rating NC 17
Warning: AU, gender switch, violence, language, graphic sex, no con, torture, angst, and anything else I can come up with.
Summery: Sasha Reid is there for Derek when he needs her, can he get past his own demons to be there for her when she needs him?
Status: WIP
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended
A/N: Derek's patients are tested. Sasha get's spooked, A break through is made.
Feedback is wanted like you read about.....:P
Chapter 9
Derek glared into the crowed of people. The bar as busy but not overly full. His gaze quickly found his target. Sasha was sitting at the end of the bar. Empty glasses before her in a row. A tall guy with sandy blonde hair was leaning in saying something to her. There was a glazed look about the girl. Derek felt his blood boil. There was acting out and there was acting stupid. For a genius Sasha was sure acting stupid.
He cut through the people and was standing at her side in a few moments.
"Care to explain why you stood me up?" He said in a deep but hard tone. Sasha and the guy both looked up in surprise. Morgan couldn't help but notice the man's hand on her thigh. Her outfit made the profiler angrier. Sasha wasn't prone to overtly sexual clothing. This was not her normal look.
Short tight skirt and skimpy top, showing far more skin than the shy genius would. She was looking for the attention and he had to wonder if she had changed her mind about them.
"Derek." Sasha said and smiled coldly. "Thought maybe you had better things to do." she hissed. The man next to her seemed to perk up at her cold words. Derek was stung by her barbs, his teeth ground as he tried to keep his cool. Tried to remember she was still in the process of healing.
"There something we can do for you, man?" Blondie asked and tightened his fingers on the girl's bare thigh. Derek's jaw twitched. He wanted nothing more than to put his fist down this fucker's throat. Morgan had his own issues from all this and the sight of another man with his hands on her made, his vision narrow. He had to clench his fists on the bar to keep from decking the man.
"Yeah, man, you can get your fucking hand off my girl's leg." he said in a dark tone. " The man blinked and took his hand away. The look in Morgan's eyes was too real for him to play games.
"Sorry. She didn't say." he said sourly and moved on. Derek looked at Sasha and his heart thumped painfully. She was glaring at him with rage in her honey eyes.
"Thanks a lot!" she snapped and waved for another drink. "Took me two hours to get anyone to come close!" Morgan grabbed her wrist and pulled it down.
"I think you've had enough." he said. There was steel in his voice. "We are leaving." He growled slapping bills on the bar and yanking her off the stool. Sasha's cheeks burned red but she was too embarrassed by the staring looks to scream at the man.
Outside in the parking lot, she had no issue. Pulling away, she swung her left hand in a unexpected punch that caught Derek in the shoulder.
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?" she shouted and backed up a few steps. "You don't want me for yourself but you don't want anyone else to have me either! Is that it?" she demanded, her chest heaving with raging emotions. Derek looked stunned at both the punch and the screamed words.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" he asked and shook his head. "When the fuck have I ever said I don't want you?" he asked with barely controled anger of his own. He was vibrating with all he was feeling. Sasha made a nasty face and shook her head.
"Every time I have tried to get you to have sex with me. You say not yet. Not now." She mocked him with a whiney voice. Punching him in the shoulder again she screamed some more.
"WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO THINK?" Her pretty face was twisted in a scowl. Dismissing him drunkenly, Sasha turned on her heel and walked toward the road. She was drunk and spirlaling.
"You think it's all about you!" He shouted kicked a trash can. "How the fuck do you think I felt to find you with some fucking jackoff pawing at you?" he shouted making her stop in her tracks. Reid looked over her shoulder and her hazel eyes were like slits.
"I don't know, Morgan. How did it feel? Maybe like I felt every time the team went out together and you would end up dry humping everything with tits EXCEPT me? Maybe? You think?" she verbally slashed at him before moving once more toward the street.
Morgan winced and had to take a deep breath. This was not the way to deal with her acting out. He needed get something other than booze in her so they could talk.
Derek ran after her and caught her from behind. His arms going around her waist. He held her still and whispered into her ear as she struggled.
"Stop, Baby, stop. You know I love you. I want you." he said and and caught her hands in his. His warm breath playing over her ear. "I above all the others know what you are thinking and feeling. Remember that?" he rocked her side to side as she began to relax into his arms. "If I said no, it was because I didn't think WE were ready, baby." Reid began to cry. She didn't know what had possesed her to get dressed like this and go to the bar. She turned in his arms and pressed her face to his chest.
"I-I'm s-sorry..." she wept and began to shake. Morgan closed his eyes and heaved a sigh. He knew what was going on but it didn't mean he was ok with her actions. He hugged her tightly.
"Let's get out of here." he said turning her toward the car. Sniffling she allowed him to put her in the passenger seat. She felt so stupid and low for trying to do what she did.
Instead of going to Sasha's flat, Derek took her to the diner. She looked startled and questioning. Derek took her hand and kissed the knuckles.
"We found the courage to admit our love here. We haven't spent any time here since....well since it happened." his voice was low and warm. "I think the best thing to sober you up would be some of Hal's chili fries." he said and then leaned across to kiss her tenderly. Sasha returned the kiss and felt her hands tremble.
"How do you put up with me?" she whispered against his lips. Derek cupped her cheek and smiled a little sadly.
"Pretty Girl, I love you. And no matter how long it takes, I'm gonna keep telling and showing you that, until you believe me."
Sasha gave a little shuddering breath and pressed her cheek to his palm.
They went into the diner and were greeted by the staff. Once they were settled into 'their' booth Sasha looked at Derek and her brows furrowed.
"What?" he asked adding sugar to the mug of coffee Mary had brought for Sasha.
"How did you find me there?" she asked and leaned her arms on the table. Derek pushed the mug to her and smirked.
"Two words." he said holding up his fingers. "Penelope Garcia." Reid sipped her coffee and smiled.
"I should have known." she replied and leaned back in the seat. Derek had gotten her coffee perfect. It was warming her nicely. She looked at the mug and then at Derek.
"I am sorry. Really." she said in a small voice. Morgan reached to brush her fingers with his.
"I know, Pretty Girl." he said and smiled with all the love he felt for her.
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Derek was back at work a month after Sasha's ordeal. It was another month before she began the required therapy sessions with a birdlike woman named Dr. Parker.
Sasha was bored by these sessions. She knew more about psychology than the doctor. She knew how her own mind worked and she knew what she had to face. It was almost too easy for her to lead the woman around in mental circles. Derek would frown and scolded her with an exasperated "Baby Girl, you can't avoid this." But for now she enjoyed making the therapist think she was borderline personality disordered.
The first time Derek had to go away on a case, Sasha was nervous. She knew that there was no reason to feel that way but still, having Morgan far away rather than the 15 minutes he normally was, made her stressed.
He called her the first night he was away and talked to her for over an hour. She had bad dreams despite the comforting call.
The second night the dreams were so bad, she woke screaming and sobbing. Her poor little cat skittering away when she bolted up in bed. Shivering, she got out of bed and turned on every light in the flat.
After walking around the whole apartment three times, she sat on the sofa and called Garcia.
The tech was sleepy but concerned when she answered the phone. After much waffling and stuttering on Sasha's part, Garcia agreed to come over and keep her company.
The bubbly woman made it like a slumber party. Sasha slept like a rock with Aristotle and Penelope in bed with her.
It was almost two weeks later when Sasha turned to her boyfriend and took his hand. Derek looked curious and switched off the show they had finished watching. He moved his body to face her.
"What's up, Pretty Girl?" he asked gently and rubbed his thumb on her hand. Reid smiled nervously and then leaned in to press a soft kiss to his lips. Morgan watched her face as she drew back. His heart was thumping in his chest, he saw her cheeks flush a peachy color.
"Will you--t-t- touch me?" she asked in a small voice. Derek let out a slow breath and pulled her hand closer.
"Of course, Sash." he said with a trembling in his tone. She leaned in closer to him and whispered in a breathy voice.
"C-can we take a b-bath?" Her face was hopeful and a little skittish. Morgan swallowed the thickness in his throat and threaded his fingers into her hair.
"If you'd like that then, yes, we could." he spoke carefully. Sasha slowly stood up and held out a hand to him. He let her lead him to the little bathroom.
Turning from him, she started the tub filling and added some lemon scented bath beads.
Derek waited for her cues. He didn't want to spook her or push her faster than she could take. This was a big step. Sasha was initiating intimacy without going too far too fast.
Still blushing, she began to unbutton her pajama top. Derek reached out and stilled her fingers.
"Let me help?" he asked and waited for her tiny nod. Taking a gentle kiss as he undid the buttons, Morgan slowly drew the fabric over her shoulders.
Sasha could feel her pulse beating in her temple. She was terrified but also oddly at peace. She wanted this. She needed to be close to Derek again.
They languorously removed each other's clothing. When they were down to their underwear, Derek paused.
Knowing he was being careful with her, Sasha took the lead again and slipped her panties off, before kicking them aside.
Morgan let out a slow breath and cupped her face with both hands.
"You are so beautiful." he breathed into her mouth making her moan. He kissed her deeply, letting their bodies move against each other.
When the kiss broke, Sasha turned to get in the tub. She settled down and leaned forward. Morgan realized she wanted him to get in behind her. Hesitating for a second, he decided to leave his boxers on. He wanted to give her some symbol of his self restraint.
Reid took note of the action and her heart eased a little more. His concern for her comfort was deeply touching.
Derek settled back against the tub and let her leaned on his chest. The contact of her back to his chest, with nothing between them, was wonderfully satisfying. He looped his arms around her but didn't tighten them. She threaded their fingers together and sighed.
They lay in the warm water, just being together for a while. Slowly, she brought his hand up to the small swell of her breast.
"Touch me." she said. Morgan let his large palm cover her breast. The warmth was pleasant and the touch made her arch a little into his hand. With tender attention, he began to stroke her torso. Exploring her body as he hadn't had the chance to. Finding the spots that made her gasp or tremble.
His breath warm in her ear, she felt a liquid like sensation well in her belly. When his stroking wasn't enough anymore, she caught one wandering hand and drew it down lower, under the water.
Stilling his touch, Derek let her guide him where she wanted. The first soft brush of her folds made his cock stiffen against her back. He gulped a little, hoping it wasn't going to ruin the moment for her.
Sasha was thrilled at his response. He still desired her. He wasn't disgusted by her. She lifted her hips a bit, urging him to touch her little mound.
He began to explore her sex. His fingers rubbing and stroking the velvet folds. Until he found the little button of flesh that made her arch up and cry out in pleasure.
Sasha reached one hand back to clasp his head, the other gripped his knee. Turning her face, she sought his mouth with hers.
The kiss was much more intense than the previous kisses had been. There was heat in this kiss.
Derek worked skillfully to bring her up and up and up. She was trembling and panting in a matter of minutes. Nipping at his mouth, mewling and gasping.
"That's it, Baby." he whispered into her ear. "Just let go. Cum for me." he said and she jolted as the climax washed over her small body. Calling his name, she felt her body explode in a million fragments of light.
Morgan watched her with a little awe. She was undeniably beautiful all the time. But watching her come apart at his touch, she was breathtaking.
As she panted and lay limply against him, he stroked her belly and whispered nonsense in her ear.
Blinking glassy eyes up at him, Sasha turned her body to lean her side against his chest. She took a long deep kiss from his mouth.
Derek felt his chest expand as she sucked his bottom lip. He was shocked when the next thing he felt was her slender fingers slipping into his wet shorts.
"Sash--you don't h---" he started to protest but she stilled his words with another kiss. Her seeking hand found his length and began to fist it.
Opening her large eyes, she watched him from very close. She studied the way his expression told of the pleasure she was giving him. She stroked faster, liking the way he panted her name.
When she thought he was close, Sasha leaned in and sucked at the pulse point on his throat.
Derek gave a horse shout and his orgasm ambushed him. The member in Sasha's hand swelled and then spilled.
The couple lay in easy bliss for a while. When it was determined that they were getting pruned, they got out and dried off. Wrapping a towel around her shoulders, Sash looked up at him with questioning eyes.
"Sleep with me?" she asked. He sucked in a breath and she shook her head. "Just sleep." she added quickly. Morgan smiled warmly and nodded his head.
"Nowhere I'd rather be, Baby."
TBC....
Author: Gothabilly13
Pairing: Morgan/Girl!Reid
Rating NC 17
Warning: AU, gender switch, violence, language, graphic sex, no con, torture, angst, and anything else I can come up with.
Summery: Sasha Reid is there for Derek when he needs her, can he get past his own demons to be there for her when she needs him?
Status: WIP
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended
A/N: Derek's patients are tested. Sasha get's spooked, A break through is made.
Feedback is wanted like you read about.....:P
Chapter 9
Derek glared into the crowed of people. The bar as busy but not overly full. His gaze quickly found his target. Sasha was sitting at the end of the bar. Empty glasses before her in a row. A tall guy with sandy blonde hair was leaning in saying something to her. There was a glazed look about the girl. Derek felt his blood boil. There was acting out and there was acting stupid. For a genius Sasha was sure acting stupid.
He cut through the people and was standing at her side in a few moments.
"Care to explain why you stood me up?" He said in a deep but hard tone. Sasha and the guy both looked up in surprise. Morgan couldn't help but notice the man's hand on her thigh. Her outfit made the profiler angrier. Sasha wasn't prone to overtly sexual clothing. This was not her normal look.
Short tight skirt and skimpy top, showing far more skin than the shy genius would. She was looking for the attention and he had to wonder if she had changed her mind about them.
"Derek." Sasha said and smiled coldly. "Thought maybe you had better things to do." she hissed. The man next to her seemed to perk up at her cold words. Derek was stung by her barbs, his teeth ground as he tried to keep his cool. Tried to remember she was still in the process of healing.
"There something we can do for you, man?" Blondie asked and tightened his fingers on the girl's bare thigh. Derek's jaw twitched. He wanted nothing more than to put his fist down this fucker's throat. Morgan had his own issues from all this and the sight of another man with his hands on her made, his vision narrow. He had to clench his fists on the bar to keep from decking the man.
"Yeah, man, you can get your fucking hand off my girl's leg." he said in a dark tone. " The man blinked and took his hand away. The look in Morgan's eyes was too real for him to play games.
"Sorry. She didn't say." he said sourly and moved on. Derek looked at Sasha and his heart thumped painfully. She was glaring at him with rage in her honey eyes.
"Thanks a lot!" she snapped and waved for another drink. "Took me two hours to get anyone to come close!" Morgan grabbed her wrist and pulled it down.
"I think you've had enough." he said. There was steel in his voice. "We are leaving." He growled slapping bills on the bar and yanking her off the stool. Sasha's cheeks burned red but she was too embarrassed by the staring looks to scream at the man.
Outside in the parking lot, she had no issue. Pulling away, she swung her left hand in a unexpected punch that caught Derek in the shoulder.
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?" she shouted and backed up a few steps. "You don't want me for yourself but you don't want anyone else to have me either! Is that it?" she demanded, her chest heaving with raging emotions. Derek looked stunned at both the punch and the screamed words.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" he asked and shook his head. "When the fuck have I ever said I don't want you?" he asked with barely controled anger of his own. He was vibrating with all he was feeling. Sasha made a nasty face and shook her head.
"Every time I have tried to get you to have sex with me. You say not yet. Not now." She mocked him with a whiney voice. Punching him in the shoulder again she screamed some more.
"WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO THINK?" Her pretty face was twisted in a scowl. Dismissing him drunkenly, Sasha turned on her heel and walked toward the road. She was drunk and spirlaling.
"You think it's all about you!" He shouted kicked a trash can. "How the fuck do you think I felt to find you with some fucking jackoff pawing at you?" he shouted making her stop in her tracks. Reid looked over her shoulder and her hazel eyes were like slits.
"I don't know, Morgan. How did it feel? Maybe like I felt every time the team went out together and you would end up dry humping everything with tits EXCEPT me? Maybe? You think?" she verbally slashed at him before moving once more toward the street.
Morgan winced and had to take a deep breath. This was not the way to deal with her acting out. He needed get something other than booze in her so they could talk.
Derek ran after her and caught her from behind. His arms going around her waist. He held her still and whispered into her ear as she struggled.
"Stop, Baby, stop. You know I love you. I want you." he said and and caught her hands in his. His warm breath playing over her ear. "I above all the others know what you are thinking and feeling. Remember that?" he rocked her side to side as she began to relax into his arms. "If I said no, it was because I didn't think WE were ready, baby." Reid began to cry. She didn't know what had possesed her to get dressed like this and go to the bar. She turned in his arms and pressed her face to his chest.
"I-I'm s-sorry..." she wept and began to shake. Morgan closed his eyes and heaved a sigh. He knew what was going on but it didn't mean he was ok with her actions. He hugged her tightly.
"Let's get out of here." he said turning her toward the car. Sniffling she allowed him to put her in the passenger seat. She felt so stupid and low for trying to do what she did.
Instead of going to Sasha's flat, Derek took her to the diner. She looked startled and questioning. Derek took her hand and kissed the knuckles.
"We found the courage to admit our love here. We haven't spent any time here since....well since it happened." his voice was low and warm. "I think the best thing to sober you up would be some of Hal's chili fries." he said and then leaned across to kiss her tenderly. Sasha returned the kiss and felt her hands tremble.
"How do you put up with me?" she whispered against his lips. Derek cupped her cheek and smiled a little sadly.
"Pretty Girl, I love you. And no matter how long it takes, I'm gonna keep telling and showing you that, until you believe me."
Sasha gave a little shuddering breath and pressed her cheek to his palm.
They went into the diner and were greeted by the staff. Once they were settled into 'their' booth Sasha looked at Derek and her brows furrowed.
"What?" he asked adding sugar to the mug of coffee Mary had brought for Sasha.
"How did you find me there?" she asked and leaned her arms on the table. Derek pushed the mug to her and smirked.
"Two words." he said holding up his fingers. "Penelope Garcia." Reid sipped her coffee and smiled.
"I should have known." she replied and leaned back in the seat. Derek had gotten her coffee perfect. It was warming her nicely. She looked at the mug and then at Derek.
"I am sorry. Really." she said in a small voice. Morgan reached to brush her fingers with his.
"I know, Pretty Girl." he said and smiled with all the love he felt for her.
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Derek was back at work a month after Sasha's ordeal. It was another month before she began the required therapy sessions with a birdlike woman named Dr. Parker.
Sasha was bored by these sessions. She knew more about psychology than the doctor. She knew how her own mind worked and she knew what she had to face. It was almost too easy for her to lead the woman around in mental circles. Derek would frown and scolded her with an exasperated "Baby Girl, you can't avoid this." But for now she enjoyed making the therapist think she was borderline personality disordered.
The first time Derek had to go away on a case, Sasha was nervous. She knew that there was no reason to feel that way but still, having Morgan far away rather than the 15 minutes he normally was, made her stressed.
He called her the first night he was away and talked to her for over an hour. She had bad dreams despite the comforting call.
The second night the dreams were so bad, she woke screaming and sobbing. Her poor little cat skittering away when she bolted up in bed. Shivering, she got out of bed and turned on every light in the flat.
After walking around the whole apartment three times, she sat on the sofa and called Garcia.
The tech was sleepy but concerned when she answered the phone. After much waffling and stuttering on Sasha's part, Garcia agreed to come over and keep her company.
The bubbly woman made it like a slumber party. Sasha slept like a rock with Aristotle and Penelope in bed with her.
It was almost two weeks later when Sasha turned to her boyfriend and took his hand. Derek looked curious and switched off the show they had finished watching. He moved his body to face her.
"What's up, Pretty Girl?" he asked gently and rubbed his thumb on her hand. Reid smiled nervously and then leaned in to press a soft kiss to his lips. Morgan watched her face as she drew back. His heart was thumping in his chest, he saw her cheeks flush a peachy color.
"Will you--t-t- touch me?" she asked in a small voice. Derek let out a slow breath and pulled her hand closer.
"Of course, Sash." he said with a trembling in his tone. She leaned in closer to him and whispered in a breathy voice.
"C-can we take a b-bath?" Her face was hopeful and a little skittish. Morgan swallowed the thickness in his throat and threaded his fingers into her hair.
"If you'd like that then, yes, we could." he spoke carefully. Sasha slowly stood up and held out a hand to him. He let her lead him to the little bathroom.
Turning from him, she started the tub filling and added some lemon scented bath beads.
Derek waited for her cues. He didn't want to spook her or push her faster than she could take. This was a big step. Sasha was initiating intimacy without going too far too fast.
Still blushing, she began to unbutton her pajama top. Derek reached out and stilled her fingers.
"Let me help?" he asked and waited for her tiny nod. Taking a gentle kiss as he undid the buttons, Morgan slowly drew the fabric over her shoulders.
Sasha could feel her pulse beating in her temple. She was terrified but also oddly at peace. She wanted this. She needed to be close to Derek again.
They languorously removed each other's clothing. When they were down to their underwear, Derek paused.
Knowing he was being careful with her, Sasha took the lead again and slipped her panties off, before kicking them aside.
Morgan let out a slow breath and cupped her face with both hands.
"You are so beautiful." he breathed into her mouth making her moan. He kissed her deeply, letting their bodies move against each other.
When the kiss broke, Sasha turned to get in the tub. She settled down and leaned forward. Morgan realized she wanted him to get in behind her. Hesitating for a second, he decided to leave his boxers on. He wanted to give her some symbol of his self restraint.
Reid took note of the action and her heart eased a little more. His concern for her comfort was deeply touching.
Derek settled back against the tub and let her leaned on his chest. The contact of her back to his chest, with nothing between them, was wonderfully satisfying. He looped his arms around her but didn't tighten them. She threaded their fingers together and sighed.
They lay in the warm water, just being together for a while. Slowly, she brought his hand up to the small swell of her breast.
"Touch me." she said. Morgan let his large palm cover her breast. The warmth was pleasant and the touch made her arch a little into his hand. With tender attention, he began to stroke her torso. Exploring her body as he hadn't had the chance to. Finding the spots that made her gasp or tremble.
His breath warm in her ear, she felt a liquid like sensation well in her belly. When his stroking wasn't enough anymore, she caught one wandering hand and drew it down lower, under the water.
Stilling his touch, Derek let her guide him where she wanted. The first soft brush of her folds made his cock stiffen against her back. He gulped a little, hoping it wasn't going to ruin the moment for her.
Sasha was thrilled at his response. He still desired her. He wasn't disgusted by her. She lifted her hips a bit, urging him to touch her little mound.
He began to explore her sex. His fingers rubbing and stroking the velvet folds. Until he found the little button of flesh that made her arch up and cry out in pleasure.
Sasha reached one hand back to clasp his head, the other gripped his knee. Turning her face, she sought his mouth with hers.
The kiss was much more intense than the previous kisses had been. There was heat in this kiss.
Derek worked skillfully to bring her up and up and up. She was trembling and panting in a matter of minutes. Nipping at his mouth, mewling and gasping.
"That's it, Baby." he whispered into her ear. "Just let go. Cum for me." he said and she jolted as the climax washed over her small body. Calling his name, she felt her body explode in a million fragments of light.
Morgan watched her with a little awe. She was undeniably beautiful all the time. But watching her come apart at his touch, she was breathtaking.
As she panted and lay limply against him, he stroked her belly and whispered nonsense in her ear.
Blinking glassy eyes up at him, Sasha turned her body to lean her side against his chest. She took a long deep kiss from his mouth.
Derek felt his chest expand as she sucked his bottom lip. He was shocked when the next thing he felt was her slender fingers slipping into his wet shorts.
"Sash--you don't h---" he started to protest but she stilled his words with another kiss. Her seeking hand found his length and began to fist it.
Opening her large eyes, she watched him from very close. She studied the way his expression told of the pleasure she was giving him. She stroked faster, liking the way he panted her name.
When she thought he was close, Sasha leaned in and sucked at the pulse point on his throat.
Derek gave a horse shout and his orgasm ambushed him. The member in Sasha's hand swelled and then spilled.
The couple lay in easy bliss for a while. When it was determined that they were getting pruned, they got out and dried off. Wrapping a towel around her shoulders, Sash looked up at him with questioning eyes.
"Sleep with me?" she asked. He sucked in a breath and she shook her head. "Just sleep." she added quickly. Morgan smiled warmly and nodded his head.
"Nowhere I'd rather be, Baby."
TBC....