I was trapped in a blissful cocoon of sleep when I felt a hand softy brush my curls behind my ears. Normally, I would snap awake if I’m touched from sleep but the touch was so warm and comforting that all I wanted to do was burrow myself further into it and never get up.
I heard a rough chuckle and a voice, “Nice try baby girl but you need to get up.”
Awareness dawned on me when I heard Jake’s voice but I decided to pretend to be asleep for a little while longer. The last thing I wanted to do was get out of bed when I was more comfortable than I have been in a long time.
“Why?” I called on the remnants of sleep in me to sound as tired as possible. “Please let me sleep.”
“You have to eat dinner; I can’t have you not feeding well on my watch.”
“You do feed me well,” I teased, “More than
