Astrid
It was warm everywhere. Their pillows were so soft, I could literally stay in bed all day if I had no responsibilities.
Except this pillow was breathing.
I peeled my eyes open, staring at nothing for the first few seconds, my mind groggy. Then it hit me. I'd shared a bed with Adrian. That explained why I felt warm everywhere.
Because he was right behind me, his erection nestled in the curve of my ass. My breath hitched, and I squeezed my eyes shut.
Back then, I might’ve laughed, turned around, and cuddled into him. Mornings like this used to mean lazy kisses and…well, you know.
Now? God, it was mortifying. And seriously, why was he still in bed? Adrian wasn’t a heavy sleeper, nor did he toss and turn. I had even sacrificed a pillow, placing it firmly between us as a barrier.
