“She still gets nightmares about her mom occasionally, and she gets really scared when it storms. She always ends up in one of our beds on those nights.” Tyler says with a more serious voice.
I nod my head; I remember how bad her nightmares were when she was younger. I thought maybe she had outgrown them.
“Good morning, guys.” Adalina’s soft voice comes from the doorway. Before I can turn to see her, I feel her arms wrap around my waist from behind. Her soft body presses into mine and I have to bite my tongue to keep from groaning out loud.
“Good morning baby.” I say as I rub her arm. “How did you sleep?”
“Good.” She says as she releases her hold on my waist, placing a kiss on my cheek, before doing the same to the other guys. Adalina is still wearing her tight tank top and short sh
