Chapter 344

Cheyenne stifled a moan, Jon was still laying on her with the upper part of his body. His muscles relaxed in sleep, his hand cradling a breast protectively. The fire was dying down and coldness was creeping into her body.

She lay quietly for a while, feeling his breath on her breast, staring at the mussed man sleeping so peacefully on her chest. She dragged a hand softly through his blond shaggy mane, feeling the silkiness tickling her fingertips, his scent drifting to her nostrils. He stirred at her touch, a slight smile playing on his lips.

“Jon…the fire is dying down and its getting cold.”

“Hmmmmm.”

He wasn’t in the mood to move an inch and he drifted back to oblivion.

“Honey….let me up so I can get something to cover us with.”

She pushed gently at the sleeping figure, trapping her underneath his weight.

His arm tightened , a frown making its way to his forehead.

“Honey, I’ll be back in a sec. You are going to get sick if we don’t get a blanket.”

“You better not make it more than a second….” A groggy voice vibrated against her skin.

He lifted slightly, freeing her, leaving a soft kiss on the mound of her breast.

She grabbed the cover and the pillows from the bed, not forgetting her nightie and a robe.

Jon blinked a few times, sleep still fogging his mind.

“You wont need that.” He pulled the nightie and robe from her as he scooted over to throw a few logs on the smouldering coals.

“Its just for in case. Maybe the nanny will come calling.”

“She wont. I pay her to watch the twins, not to bother us. Come here.”

She threw the pillows onto his face, smiled as she caught him unaware.

“Hey!”

He grinned at her, pushing a pillow under his head, putting the other one next to him.

Cheyenne snuggled into the crook of his shoulder, rubbing her nose in his fur, breathing his scent in.

“You smell so…..nice.”

Jon chuckled at her, she seemed to be in another world, her eyes closed and her face buried in his chest.

His arms tightened around her, feeling her soft, slenderness pressing his hard, muscled frame. She completed him. Her softness his hardness, the way she always melted into him always left him breathless.

She yawned against his skin.

“I have to be up bright and early tomorrow. So we better get some sleep.”


“Why? You didn’t mention it before? I was looking forward to having you in my bed tomorrow morning, sharing a breakfast and some other things….”

Cheyenne shifted uncomfortably against him, her eyes not meeting his.

“Where are you going tomorrow?” Jon didn’t like the sudden change in her.

“Well first of all. Dot and the kids are coming to meet the twins. I would like to get each child a little something…”

The sentence hung in the air.

His electric blue eyes focused on her face.

“And?”

She swallowed meeting his gaze.

“I’m doing the paternity test tomorrow.”