Lacey
I woke to the sound of knocking on the door. I shivered as Fin’s warm embrace left me with a chill. I watched appreciatively as he bent over, grabbing his pants. He stabbed both legs into the pants and rushed to the door.
He pulled it open to see Ila, wearing her usual bright smile.
“Someone is downstairs to see you, and I am making waffles,” Ila said, looking at me and wiggling her eyebrows. I remembered my naked state and turned bright red, my face burning as I pulled the blanket higher, even though I knew it was already covering everything.
She turned and walked away, and Fin pulled the door closed, a laugh escaping him as he turned around, noticing my face. He walked over, kissing my forehead before he ripped the blanket off of me, laughing harder as I squeaked, trying to cov
