Arrested By Love

By: Kathryn R. Blake

"You ready to go to sleep now?" he asked gently.

"I don't think I can move. I feel like I'm floating." He started to get up, but she gripped his arm. "No. Don't go. Just stay with me, and hold me, please."

He didn't question or ask. Instead, he just lay beside her and wrapped her in a secure embrace. She reveled in the feel of his solid grip as his strong arms confined her within a gentle prison of masculine affection. One from which she never wanted to escape. He was her officer of the law, and she'd been totally and completely arrested by love.

The End