MIA
I woke up a little earlier than usual after, what I’d consider, the long night with Viktor.
I tilted my head and saw Viktor was sleeping peacefully – lying on his stomach and sprawled like a sloth – with one of his giant hands draped protectively around my body. A corner of my mouth carved up looking at him like this. This ‘sloth position’ meant he was hell tired and slept like a baby. In fact, rarely I have seen him sleeping like a baby because all other times the man stayed alert even when he was snoozing.
Carefully, I lifted his arm off my body and walked inside the bathroom before tying the robe around my body that he discarded on the floor last night. Beside it, laid the gorgeous set of lingerie along with his pile of clothes. By the time I came back to bed, Viktor was still pa
