Luca
Hair tickling my face wakes me up. I wipe a hand over my nose and mouth, brushing silky strands away, then open my eyes and glance down.
Mariya's right leg is hooked over my thighs, and she's snuggled into my side, her face buried against my ribs.
She gravitated to me in her sleep. A satisfied smile tug at
my lips.
So fucking stubborn but the moment you let your guard down, your true feelings take over. With time you'll get used to the idea of us, and I'll finally get to show you just how much I love you.
Pulling my right arm from beneath my head, I'm careful
not to wake her as I pinch a couple of strands between my
fingers, savoring how soft her hair feels.
I get to enjoy having her pressed against me for close to ten minutes before she stirs. Sleepily, she stretches, her body rubbing hard against my side. Her arm wraps around my waist, and she lets out a sigh, which only makes the smile on my face grow.
Suddenly her head pops up, she glances around her with total confusion, then stares at me. It takes another couple of
seconds before she yanks away and darts off the bed.