Chapter 22// Shoot, Shoot, Duck
I woke up to light snoring. I opened my eyes and saw a chest. A beautifully sculpted chest with a matching beautiful face. I stared up at Alex and then at our position. I was on my stomach, my head on his chest with my arms wrapped around his waist and my leg covering his. He rested on his back and had both arms tightly coiled around me. It'd seem intimate if you didn't know the full story. After looking back up I sucked in a breath, his breathing was becoming unsteady. He was awake. His eyes opened slowly, and his gaze automatically captured mine.
"Morning," he said hoarsely.
I've always read about how a guy's sleepy voice is the sexiest thing on Earth but hearing it for myself is a whole different story. I turned my head away, scared that he could sme
