Morning rays from the sun invaded the room. Verity found herself on a bed covered in duvets. All she could remember was Hakeem getting into the shower. The sunlight's penetration already told her that she must have overslept. Verity blamed that on the extremely comfortable bed. Her eyes opened wide as a thought flashed through her mind but when she saw the pillow on the couch, she calmed down knowing he didn't sleep on the bed with her.
As if on cue, the door opened and Hakeem walked in with sweat dripping all over his body, evidence that he was returning from his morning run.
"Good morning," he said as the door shut.
"Morning " Verity answered still stylishly drooling at the man.
Hakeem pulled off his soaked shirt "How was your night?'
Verity swallowed at the sight of the now almos
