Laila
We held each other all night. He didn’t try to push for anything se.xual, which I was genuinely grateful for. When I woke up first, still wrapped in his arms as he spooned me, I stayed still, not wanting to wake him. My thoughts wandered, drifting back over everything that had happened over the last few days—weeks even.
I was lost in my daydreams when I felt James stir behind me.
“Good morning,” he murmured in a husky voice, planting a kiss on my exposed neck. Goosebumps instantly raced down my spine, igniting a spark of desire.
“What are you thinking about so hard this early in the morning?” he asked, nuzzling my neck and slowly coaxing reactions from my body.
“I was actually wondering,” I said, blurting out the question that had been itching at the front of my mind, “what did
