Salma woke up the next morning in Mansur's arms. They were both lying on the bed, and he was sound asleep. Memories of the previous night came back to her rapidly, making her blush. Luckily, Mansur was still asleep, so he couldn't see her.
She smiled as she snuggled closer to him, feeling the roughness of his skin against hers. Their legs were curled up together, and they were practically joined at the hip. She held her breath as Mansur let out a slow breath. Sadly, his morning breath was horrible. She'd have to get him mints so he could chew some before he went to bed. Maybe then his breath wouldn't smell so funky first thing in the morning.
She took the opportunity to study his face, since she couldn't do so if he was awake. He'd have teased her if she did.
It amazed her at how effor
