Derek awoke to the soft sensation of fingers caressing his face. His eyelids fluttered open, and there she was, her lips curved into a mischievous smile. The faint glow of the bedside lamp lit her features, making her look even more stunning. She looked like an angel, a beautiful one.
“Your phone has been ringing for far too long. You should answer it,sleepy head.” she murmured, her voice soft but teasing.
Derek groaned, unwilling to move. The bed beneath him was impossibly comfortable, her scent lingering in the sheets. He didn’t want to leave, not yet. But the world outside the comfort of her room called to him—responsibilities he couldn’t ignore forever.
“Who was it?” he asked, his voice thick with sleep.
“Emily,” she whispered, leaning closer to press feather-light kisses al
