TwentyEight (Part One)
Whoever decided that shacking me awake was a good idea is going to regret it. Grumbling incoherent words I roll over on top of the person who was shacking my arm blearily looking at Darius I use my arms on his chest pushing away from him. looking at the clock groaning at the early hour collapsing back down onto Darius as he slowly wraps his arms around me. With my head resting on his shoulder, I can't deny as his scent engulfs me it's calming. Sadly, the peace is disturbed by Darius shifting himself so he's sitting against the headboard, and I'm slumped against him. "As much as I don't want to ruin this rear moment we do need to get up and finish packing then pick Mike up" HIs husky voice rumbles through his chest reminding me that there's a reason I keep my distance. Crawling off him I m
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