“Morning.”
Joshua kissed my cheek gently. I lay face down on the bed. My bare, scarred back was exposed beneath the blanket that only partially covered me. I was enjoying a lazy morning in bed, while Joshua had just returned from the gym. He looked so healthy and fit. His tanned skin glistened beautifully.
Who knew someone covered in sweat could look so sexy? His abs were so tempting to nibble on. Last night I had a bite, and it was as delicious as I had imagined.
“I want to soak in a bath with a beautiful view of Rome,” my voice sounded as rough as sandpaper.
Last night, we returned to the hotel around eleven. We had a wonderful dinner accompanied by romantic music that came straight from his mind. I hadn't expected Joshua to know any music. He asked the musicians to play a song he re
