Brianna’s POV
My eyes fluttered open, adjusting gently to the stream or light that flickered into the room through the small gap in the blinds. I squint, a small groan escaped me.
But then I suddenly feel the presence of a strong pair of hands holding my body firm with possession.
I smell him before I see him, his musky clean scent enveloping me in a warm embrace. My heart stutters at the sight of arms wrapped tightly across my body. His hold was strong and possessive.
How did I even get so deep in his embrace?
When did he even get home?
I was not a light sleeper by any means but I should have felt his presence on the bed. I was out cold. The last thing I remembered vividly before tilting to the sleep pulling me was my fathers number being unresponsive, along with every one of my si
