The next day, the sun was up.
Sarah Sullivan got out of bed, looking at the man sleeping next to her.
Sarah had to admit, even though Mr. Varley was pretty narcissistic, he did have the looks to back it up.
He really had an absolutely flawless face.
So waking up in the morning and seeing such a stunning face—honestly, it's a pretty pleasant way to start the day.
Sarah was used to getting up early, but just as she was about to get out of bed, the man pulled her right back in.
"Just lie with me a bit longer, will you?"
"Nope, because I'm scared."
"Even Sally gets scared of something?"
"Of course! Morning men are way too dangerous."
Sarah shot him a glance, saw the man was already raring to go, and resolutely got up and left anyway.
If she waited any longer, she'd be worried that not only Anthony would lose control…
But herself too.
We're all just flesh and blood, easy to get caught up in all that messy romance.
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