Eva
We opened our eyes and just lay on the couch enjoying each other until there was a knock at the door. I looked at my phone, it was 8 am. I slept blissfully for three hours. I don't think that's happened since Kevin and I parted ways. I'm finally at peace. But for how long? I groan, “f**k, it's early.”
Vincent stretches, “What time is it?”
“It is barely 8,” I yawn.
He kisses me, “At least you got a short nap.” He pushes me up, “Go get the door, it's your wolf. I can smell him from here.”
I roll my eyes, “Glad I don't have that ability. If I smelled bad, you'd tell me, though, right?”
With a small smile, he says, “You smell like the sea and roses, and taste even sweeter.”
I ask, “Does anything smell like that?” He shakes his head no, before I reach the front door. “Morning, Sam,”
