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The next morning I woke up and for once, realised I didn't feel as stiff or as cold as the nights before.
The slender arm slung over my stomach was probably the reason why. Well, not just the arm, mostly the woman attached to it. Ashleigh must've cuddled up to me when I fell asleep because no way I could've fallen asleep with her so close to me.
Since she was still asleep, I had time to study her beautiful features. Her sharp nose and the scattering of freckles on the apples of her cheeks, which was surprising since she had such dark hair. Her lips were plump and pouty, the colour of ripe cherries. I wondered if she would taste like cherries or wild strawberries. Or maybe a mix of the two?
There was just something utterly beautiful about her. But then again, her male counterpart wasn
