I lay on the white colored silk sheets with my eyes barely open and my ears greeted by the delightful song performed by the song birds on the trees.
Next to me lays Logan, who has his chin rested on his fist. He stared at me seductively. His gaze locked on me and following my every movement.
“Morning sunshine”
His voice sounds similar to a sweet sweet melody.
“Hey you”
My lips curve into a smile right before I look away in embarrassment.
I made love with Logan. He has made me a woman.
I didn’t know I possessed that kind of courage in me.
“how are you feeling?”
He smiled at me devilishly and stroked my hair to the side using his index.
“I feel…. Loved”
“I’m glad”
“I made you breakfast”
“What? When did you even—”
I laughed in disbelief. Logan is truly a gentleman. He makes sure
