Reign
The sun rays were peeking through the dark curtains in the room. Where was I? I went to get up but there was a big, heavy object holding me down. I would wiggle but the object tightened around my stomach. I looked over and realized that the object in question was not a something but a someone and it belonged to Damien, it was his arm. Wholly cheese balls! We’re in the same bed and has his arm around me. Oh, my dear giddy aunt! I peeked under the blankets, whew, thank God, we are both dressed.
“Damien.” I said softly but he didn’t budge, so I poked his cheek, next thing I knew he grabbed my hand. I squealed and he kissed the inside of my palm.
“Good morning.” His voice was raspy and husky, he smiled at me. My heart skipped a beat or two.
I blushed. “Mornin’” I whispered.
“I am
