"Wake up, Sam." I shuffled and felt nothing, but skin. I opened my eyes and I was on top of Christian. My legs tangled in his and my head on his hard chest. His hand was in my hair, stroking my scalp. It felt like Heaven. He saw me awake and stopped his hand from giving my scalp affection.
"Don't stop," I grumbled, still half sleep. He laughed and turned on his side. I gripped him for dear life as I was put on my side. He kissed my forehead and put a hand on my back, rubbing it slowly.
"You're so gorgeous when you're sleeping." He whispered as his hand moved further down.
"If you wouldn't have woke me up you could still look at that unforgettable view." I groaned and he kissed me. I was still half asleep, but as his lips connected with mine; My body forced itself awake. He didn't deepe
