Ezra
I woke up to the sound of rain hitting the roof. The wind was strong enough to make the curtains move, and the room was colder than usual. Which probably explained why I was pressed so close to Allen.
Not that I was complaining. The weather was perfect and so cozy.
I moved slightly and immediately felt the arm around my waist tighten.
Then I opened my eyes. Emerald green eyes were staring directly at me. Allen was awake.
"Why are you looking at me?" I could have said anything else, but when it comes to Allen, my brain lags a lot.
His lips curved into a small smile.
"Good morning, baby."
I cleared my throat.
"Good morning," I replied.
Last night we'd been at it like rabbits. After he fed me dinner, he proceeded to make love to me in every corner of the room. Again, I wasn't complaining but I was a bit sore. Taking Allen wasn't an easy thing but I'd rather me than anyone else. Yes. I said what I said.
