RUBBY'S POV
I didn't know how long we slept, but when I woke up, it was morning already.
I remembered the event of the previous night and I couldn't help the smile tugging at the corner of my lips.
I was still tangled in Alex's arm, his grip around me was firm, and his chest rose and fell against my back, making the experience even more heavenly.
I tried to shift, but his arms tightened around me, pulling me even closer. He mumbled something meaningless in his sleep, while his breath tickled the back of my neck.
"Alex," I whispered, trying to disengage myself from him. "It's morning already."
He groaned in response and tightened his hold on me.
I liked how he kept dragging me close like I was an essential part of him. The feeling of being chased and revered.
I lay stiffly, debatin
