Fading Heat

Saskia had retired to her suite to sit and write up what had transpired for her in that bout of heat. She left nothing out because she was likely going to have to put it into that study, then she’d poured herself a glass of her favorite red wine and sank down on the couch to relax and try to just forget about it.

Only to hear her doorbell ring, and feel with the pack tether that it was Dominic, sh