Lyla POV
Waking up slightly sore from our bedroom activities last night, Andrew is holding me tightly to his chest and his head is rolled back. His mouth hanging open he snored slightly, giggling at the sight of him. He appeared to startle, snorting loudly he shot up right “what’s going on.” My giggling now outright laughing, tears rolled down my cheeks as I griped my stomach. “Are you laughing at me” Andrew asked accusingly and I peek at him to see his hair, spread in a thousand directions. I continue laughing, Andrew jumps on me tickling me “that’s what you get for laughing so adorably” he yelled in a battle cry. Squirming underneath him, we rolled straight off of the bed, I landed on top of him. Taking my chance at his surprise I tickled him back and he lost it, I didn’t know he was s
