Olivia's POV.
“I don't care Ren. Fix it."
Marcell's voice was muffled through the early morning haze. I opened my eyes against the onslaught of the unwelcomed bright morning light. Blinking against the morning grit I rubbed grit out my eyes. Lazily stretching my body, a sore delicious soreness ached in my muscles reminding me of all of the slow, and luscious things Marcell and I did last night.
Marcell was true to his word when he said that we were in no rush. Taking more than enough time to show me exactly what making love should be like. Just when I thought he was close to being done with me he found a renewed purpose dragging the night on.
Today would be exhausting considering we both barely slept. With no clock and my phone somewhere unknown to me, I wondered if I could play ho
