Hot and Cold

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                                        Griffin’s POV             I woke up once again lying on Atlas’s chest.  He was snoring away like usual, but for some reason, it didn’t bother me.  For a moment, I just lay there listening to his heart beating.  One of his muscular arms was holding me down.  Sighing, I looked at the clock and knew I had to get up to go run some laps before breakfast.  I was going to be damned to let him deny me fitness training.  I managed to free myself from his hold and roll off the bed.              “Griffin,” He mumbled in his sleep as I was walking into the bathroom.  I looked at the bed, and those blue eyes were staring at me.  “What are you doing? It’s only five a.m.”             “I am going to run some laps before breakfast,” I told him and walked into th

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