Hannah
“Hannah can I have a quick word?”
I paused with my hand on my own bedroom door. What was Wren doing outside my door at this time of the night. I was starting to think the big man never slept and if his weary face was anything to go by, I seriously doubted it. There were purplish smudges under his eyes, which looked hollow.
“Its late Wren, can’t this wait until morning?” I moved quietly, eager to get what I needed and get back to bed. Even the thought made me blush. My bed was between two gorgeous men. It was amazing how normal all of this was becoming. Even the delicious ache between my legs was a welcome reminder.
Our days were spent in bed, talking, laughing, making love. Generally, just enjoying each other’s company, safe behind the closed and locked door. No one interrupt
