With the sun creeping through the window Lottie was awakened slowly. She didn’t want to move from her comfy spot, whatever she was laying on and snuggling next to was far too warm and inviting for her to question it. It wasn’t until that unseen enigma also started to stir that she realized she needed to see what was happening.
Opening her eyes slowly she was met with the exposed chest of Fen, which she was only able to tell was him because of his neck tattoo that was pressed right up against her nose. Her arms folded against her quickly before he had time to roll over wrapping his arms around her to prevent her from leaving.
“Fen.” She whispered hoping this was some crazy mistake, “Fen, I need you to let me go.”
“Ugh,” he grumbled, tightening his grip, “Five more minutes.”
There was
