McKenna's POV.
I closed my eyes tightly as the sun kept peeking through the window. I then opened my eyes slowly and yawned softly. Looking at the alarm clock beside me, it read 7:15 am. I felt pressed and made a move to get up, but I froze when I felt an arm pull me back. Only then did I notice there was a large arm wrapped around my waist, and my back pressed into a broad chest. I looked over my shoulder slowly to see Dixon sleeping peacefully.
He's so effortlessly beautiful even in his sleep. I thought to myself as I turned my body to face him, and he pulled me closer so that we are chest to chest. I brought my hand up to his hair, and my hand ran freely in them. I brushed the few strands that fell on his forehead away and admired his face.
I ran my hand down his nose as I traced it
