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Just Another Morning at the Manor
There was only one thing I loved more than falling asleep in Brandon’s arms, and that was waking up in his arms.
It was awfully early, judging by the fading blue of the sky out my window, where I could still spot a couple of stars over the woods. Brandon was sound asleep. He had dared to remove one of his arms away from me, but only to hold my hand to his chest like he used to. I was wide awake, and I knew there was no way I could get out of bed without disturbing him. So I tried to go back to sleep. To no avail. I tried to sneak my fingers away from his soft grasp. If I managed to do it, I had a chance. I was about to make it when his hand pressed mine and his lips brushed my forehead.
“Morning, kid,” he muttered, eyes still closed.
Don’t ask me why, but hearing him call me that in this situation launched my romanticism through the roof. So no getting up yet. I had better things to do first. He didn’t fully wake up, he just let me
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