I stretched gently, the cooling silk of the sheets refreshing against my skin. The warming glow of the autumn sun crept through the gap in the plush velvet curtains, tracing a line of heat across my bare arms.
I swung out of bed and headed over to the wardrobe, trying to decide what to wear today.
I decided on a long, flowing cream skirt and a butterfly print blouse. I hung them in the bathroom and was about to turn on the shower when there was a knock on the door.
I headed to the door, suddenly conscious of my pyjamas - the bottom of my cheeks were visible through my embarrassingly short bottoms and the pink lacy vest didn’t exactly leave much to the imagination.
I opened the door and couldn’t hide the smile on my face when I saw Trevor standing there in his beige chinos and skin tig
