GIANNIS’ POV:
I open my eyes and stretch my arms upward when the chirping birds agitate my sleep. I then swing my view to my side where Marguerite’s sweet citrus scent eddies. She’s sitting at the edge of the bed, buttoning up her white dress. While I’m still lying down, without a single thing covering my body.
“Hey,” I say, calling her attention.
She turns to face me, then lowers down to kiss me. A smile folds on my face at the warmth her soft, plump lips are professing to me.
“Time to get up, sleepyhead,” she chuckles.
“Yup, we still need to find the perfect place to build our new home.”
I get up into a sitting position, but instead of climbing down the bed, I take some time to pull Marguerite into my arms. I sniffle her long, dark hair, then kiss her skin that stretches between h
