It was just past six in the morning when Izzy stirred awake. Her eyes were still shut and sleep clung to her like a blanket as she stretched out her arm—only to jolt awake when her hand brushed against someone beside her.
They had their back turned, so Izzy slowly sat up to sneak a peek. It was way too early for anyone to be up, especially considering how late they had gone to bed. And if she was exhausted, she was sure he was too.
She exhaled in relief when she saw Seth still fast asleep, his breathing steady and deep. Quietly, Izzy lay back down and let her eyes wander over his broad, bare back.
“So ripped… do you live at the gym or something, Seth?” she whispered with a soft, amused smile.
Who would’ve thought? A simple, broke girl like her waking up beside a man like Seth?
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