Amanda POV
I wake up in the middle of the night needing to use the bathroom but I could not get up as there was something holding me down. Pushing away the sheets, I realize it is a tattooed arm. Jaxon is fast asleep holding me so close, anyone else would think we were cuddling. I try to push him away but he only grips tighter. I really did not want to wake him up but now I have to because he won't let me go. "Jaxon" I try shaking him. He only grunts in response. I try pinching his arm but my chubby fingers are nothing compared to these muscles. "Jaxonnn get off. I need to use the bathroom". He opens his eyes, "What's wrong? Had a nightmare"? I laugh at him. "No you i***t. I need to pee. Get off". He lets me go," You need help"? What is he saying. "Uh no"? I rush to the bathroom and finis
