POV: Olivia
I woke up to the loud sound of my phone ringing on the bedside table. I tried to open my eyes but I shut it back immediately as I was blinded by the bright light. The soft morning light painted the room in shades of gold and grey. I stirred, a deep, pleasant ache radiating from my core, a constant reminder of the night. Dominic’s arm was a heavy, possessive band around my waist, his chest a solid wall of heat against my back.
His breathing was even, deep. I thought he was asleep. But when I tried to reach for my phone, he pulled me back into his arms, His lips brushed the shell of my ear, his voice a sleep-roughened rumble.
“You’re thinking too loudly.” I smiled into the pillow, totally ignoring the phone.
“Just feeling.” I said, chuckling softly.
“Good.” His hand, whi
