“Joel,” she swiped at her neck, “am I blotchy? I think he might have gotten me last night.” The corner of Joel’s mouth lifted. “No, I got you last night.” Carlton hopped from the headboard onto the mattress. She choked on a scream and rolled out of bed. By the time she scrambled to her feet, Joel had walked around the bottom edge and over to her. “Eesh, are you ok—” She climbed him and locked her legs around his waist. He kissed her neck and jaw, holding her in place.
