Chapter 21
Janessa's POV
Something warm brushed against my shoulder. A finger. Then another.
“Hey,” Graham’s voice came deep, rough with sleep. “Wake up, sleeping beauty.”
I groaned, eyes heavy. He chuckled softly and pulled my bonnet back into place.
“Can’t have you waking up with a lion’s mane,” he teased, holding my chin.
“Too late,” I mumbled.
“It’s our morning after,” he whispered, lips grazing my fingers. That coaxed my eyes open.
Early light bled through the curtains, soft gold against his skin. A bed table with a tray of food sat at the foot of the bed.
Dalgona coffee, waffles, fruit…and something buttery, savory- wings, maybe- hit me.
He caught me looking and smiled. “Figured I’d make up for all our disrupted mornings.”
“Someone’s putting their best foot forward,” I te
