Dahlia stirred awake, her body loose and heavy. She glanced at her phone, noon already. Gahn strode in, holding a mug of coffee. “Sleeping the day away, or are we actually going to do something?” he teased.
“Come here,” she said, stretching her arms lazily toward him.
He set the coffee down and joined her on the bed, lying close. She leaned in, brushing a soft kiss against his lips.
“How’re you feeling?” she asked, her voice low.
“I feel bad…”
“Oh, I’m fine,” Gahn replied, his lips grazing her neck. “And I’m not done yet.”
She let out a laugh. “Where are we going?”
“Surprise,” he said, giving her a light smack on the ass. “Now go shower and get dressed.”
“Hmmm, okay…” She slid out of bed slowly, pretending to linger. He reached for her, but she darted to the bathroom, locking the d
