Jason's POV
I carelessly stroked my fingers over Megan's golden hair while soaking in the morning sunlight that filtered through the curtain's gaps. Her little grin touched my skin as she slept, and I could feel long, steady breaths fanned on my neck. I traced the scars that were hidden under her shirt as I ran my fingertips down her spine. She moved as I was holding her, and when she opened her eyes, her long eyelashes brushed against my skin.
Saying "Good morning, Sweetheart." I gave her a kiss on the head and said hello.
the question "What time is it?" She moaned and lowered her head even further into my neck while placing her hands on my body. I turned to the side and caught a glimpse of the alarm clock on the nightstand.
Why is it nearly ten? She rapidly attempted to sit up, but m
