Very early in the morning, Kaia stirred from her sleep. She had never slept so well, feeling more rested than she could remember. As she tried to turn, she realized she was trapped by a big muscular arm draped over her, preventing her movement. The events of last night flooded back into her mind, and she blushed as she remembered her bold decision to come to Markus's room and everything that had happened after.
Gently, she tried to shift her position as her arm that was trapped under her felt numb, but the arm held her firmly in place. After a few struggles, she almost succeeded in slipping out from under his arm when she let out a small squeal of surprise as Markus’ arm tightened around her, pulling her back against a warm, solid chest.
"Baby girl, please stop moving for a few moments,"
