33 MUSE
I woke up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee, plus the sound of birds outside my window. Strange, the birds never sang outside my window. Then I opened my eyes and I saw some cream colored sheets and everything that happened last night hit me like a warm ray of sunshine, I stretched a little but I didn't see Chris, at least not until I looked down and saw him sitting with his hands up. crossed legs at the end of the bed.
"Good morning," he said with that hoarse and sexy voice of just getting up, his hair was a mess with one side flattened and the other completely standing on end in a cute way, his cheeks were covered with that beard he loved so much, he had a notebook and a pencil on his lap and he was wearing nothing but blue boxers. A nice image to start the day.
"Good," he
