I woke up the next morning, with Summer’s head on my chest and my arms wrapped around her. She looked so sweet sleeping, and I didn’t want to disturb her. I didn’t want to wake her, as I wanted her to get as much rest now since she was pregnant. So, I tried to shimmy myself out from under her when I heard her moan.
“Don’t you dare move,” she mumbled in my chest. “You are my pillow.” I chuckled and kissed the top of her head.
“I have to get up, baby. I have to lead training this morning,” I explained to her. She moaned and looked at the time.
“Then I am coming up with you,” she said, slowly getting out of bed. She trudged towards the closet to change into her workout clothes. A few minutes later, she came out ready to go. “Just because I am pregnant doesn’t mean I slack off on my traini
