Delilah
Waking up early was something foreign to me. I never woke before ten am unless I had an alarm set or someone woke me. So I had no idea why my eyes flew open the way they did at a little after seven am. I blinked away the last remnants of sleep , my head turning to search for Double.
It obviously wasn’t him that had woken me. He was fast asleep, one arm flung above his head and the sheets perilously low on his hips. Giving me a rather great view of his perfectly sculpted chest and abs.
He was rather scrumptious.
The sound of his soft snores filled the quiet room. Every part of me wanted to snuggle into his side and run my hands up and down the plains and valleys of his body until he woke up and took my mind of the dread that was making my heart pound in my chest.
But I couldn
