Chapter 19 - Morning after
Rosie POV
Something comfortable, a scent so alluring that I nuzzled into the warmth and rubbed my face against it. This was comfortable, so comfortable that I wanted to bury myself deep in it and never leave, and for a long moment I didn't move as I blinked awake slowly, my brain foggy and my body heavy with sleep.
Then reality crashed in.
I was on top of a very shirtless Jude.
Jude was sprawled on my couch beneath me, heavy and warm and breathing softly against my hair. One of his arms was wrapped around my waist and his fingers were tucked under my sweater, skin to skin, heat radiating from the contact that made my stomach and toes curl. I could feel his heartbeat steady and strong under my cheek, could feel the rise and fall of his chest with each breath.
