My neck was agony, and I couldn't feel my arm. As I slowly opened my eyes I realised I was still in Adrian's arms on the couch. I didn't want to move and wake him, but I didn't know how long I could keep my neck at this angle. He smelled nice, too nice, sinfully delicious.
Slowly I creaked my neck to the side and tried to move up slightly. He stirred below me. I froze as he groaned, a deep masculine moan that had the breath stunting in my throat.
I don't think he knew I was awake when he kissed the top of my head. His fingers stroked my elbow as his soothing breathing rose my head back and forth.
"Who'd have thought." He whispered almost too softly, I only just made out the words.
I couldn't stay in the position anymore and I hated myself. Sitting up I stretched my neck, giving Adra
