Alisa
Monday morning, came too soon. Sooner than I had wished. I was upset at how Drey pulled me out of the party on Friday night, but now I was most grateful for this peaceful weekend. Although more than half of the weekend was spent with me under Drey or in his arms, we did some other fun things, we took a cold midnight swim on the roof, I taught Drey how to make a cake—found out I also did not know how to bake one, played many video games, thanks to the large game room—not my thing but yeah, and I even convinced Drey to watch The Conjuring with me.
I turned to my side to get a better view of his chest rising and falling, and his low snore, which only made a beautiful rhythm. I trailed my finger up and down his hairy chest, admiring this beautiful beast of a man. Even in the dim light,
