Olivia
My eyes started to flutter open. Liam’s arm was still around me, and I could hear his light snoring. I felt something poking my butt.
I wiggled a little and realized it was Liam’s early morning stiffness I was feeling. Where it was positioned wasn’t exactly in the best place.
“Olivia, stop or you will make it harder,” Liam grumbled as he rolled away from me onto his back.
“Sorry,” I said sleepily.
“It’s okay. Next, we can play,” he said, still half-asleep.
I rolled over and put my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. His arm went around me, and I could hear his light snores again.
I kissed his chest lightly, my hand mindlessly caressing it. The thought that I was here with Liam in his bed—not as a conquest but as his girlfriend—still left me in disbelief.
“This is
