Waking up this morning, I seem to have a slight hangover.
Closing back my eye for a second, I can feel a slight headache pounding at my head from all the wine I had last night. Putting a bit of pressure on my temple with my finger, I massage the pain away a little.
Feeling someone’s breath on my shoulder, I turn my head and see Mathieu holding onto me tightly.
I lay my head back down and smile uncontrollably.
Wow, how can he be so dammed sexy so early in the morning?
“If you keep staring at me like this, don’t blame me for tackling you.” He says, his eyes still closed.
“How did you even know I was looking at you? Your eyes are still closed!” I say, looking at him in confusion.
“I felt you moved.” He says with a cheeky grin appearing at the corner of his gorgeous lips.
Humm, tha
