Jealous Awakenings

"Yeah." Kaelen leaned back against the seat and said no more.

Clara, seeing the lingering haze of alcohol in his eyes, grabbed the hair dryer and started drying his hair for him.

A flicker of emotion, something soft and appreciative, crossed the man's face.

Just as she was finishing, he stood up and planted a soft kiss on her forehead.

Then, without a word, he swept her into his arms and carried h