CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN

Sunlight on my face was what woke me up, as it shone through the window, nearly blinding. My eyes snapped open, just for me to close them back. I blinked repeatedly before fully keeping it open.

I heard the sound of steady breathing behind me and rolled over to the other side, facing a sleeping Giovanni. I took in his handsome features; his mouth was slightly open, and his hair was a bit over his face. I smiled at how adorable he looked right now.

I looked down at our tangled legs, with Giovanni’s arm wrapped around my waist. My hand reached up and brushed the hair away from his face. He stirred a little, his hold tightening around my waist.

My lips rounded into a soft smile, and I felt my heart warm, but at the same time, I couldn’t help but feel guilty that this was the most rest he had gotten in two days. Maybe I should just be honest and let him know about the baby.

I thought to myself as my hand found its way over to my tummy, still trying to comprehend the fact that there was a