Erica's POV
The annoying sound of my alarm wakes me from my peaceful sleep. Chris's arms are wrapped tightly around me and it feels like he isn't planning on letting go any time soon.
"Pst," I hiss at Chris while I poke him in the shoulder. "You have to let me get up."
"Just a few more minutes," Chris whines and pulls me in closer to him.
Pushing my hands against his shoulders I try to pry myself out of his arms. "I have got to get to work," I say as I wrestle against his tight grasp.
"I don't want you going back there," Chris mumbles, still half asleep.
"Nope," I say as I finally wiggle my way out of Chris's arms. "You don't get to make that decision for me."
Rolling over onto his back, Chris lets out a frustrated sigh. "I'm going back with you then," he
