Nights at new places were always the worst—at least if you weren’t not a morning person like me. Mornings at unfamiliar places were the worst, especially if you were woken up by groaning and shifting from the person sleeping next to you—wait. Person sleeping next to me?!
I jolted and sat on the bed quickly, examining the next to me. It was Ashton, seemingly sound asleep next to me. Damn, was he nailing my fantasies right or what? If I had known it was this angel next to me, I would have stayed in bed till he got up first. His eyes fluttered open… damn. He made looking great in the morning a real thing.
“Good morning, Sweetheart.” He said, grabbing my waist and pulling me into his body.
I giggled a little, pressing my back more against his chest. “What’s up with you?” I asked, though… I
