Grier woke up to feel the sun shining brightly on her face and stretching languorously, her legs stretching sideways and her arms reaching high over her head.
“Morning beautiful.”
The deep husky voice from the pillow adjacent to hers was warm and familiar and absolutely unexpected.
Opening her eyes she turned her head slowly to meet the bright blue ones which smiled down at her from a propped-up elbow. Nick Santos was in her bed, still, wearing nothing but his pyjama bottoms and a smile and it was evident he’d been watching her sleep. She immediately wiped her lips silently praying she hadn’t drooled in her sleep.
“Good morning, why are you still in here? My parents will know.”
“If they know, they said nothing when I went out to grab a coffee earlier. They were sitting at the kitchen
