She happily got out of the bed. She went into the living room to find Max stretched out against the sofa, very much still asleep. Peyton quietly stood there observing for a few minutes, admiring the entire length of his lean sexy body with a beautiful face to match it. She admired handsome face, wanting to touch him. Peyton uttered in a low tone. "Will I ever have you again? Should I walk away and move on? Or should I listen to my heart that tells me to stay and fight for what’s rightfully my mind? It was so perplexing the thoughts that ran through her mind.
Peyton turned to let him sleep a little longer. As she's about to walk away, his sultry morning voice reaches her ears.
"Do you want to tell me something?" Max asks her in a mellow sleepy tone as he lay there on the sofa with his
