Chapter Thirty One

Adrien

Waking up to Rosalie's body pressed against mine felt like a dream come true. One of her legs was thrown over mine, one arm wrapped around my waist and her head rested on my chest. We'd made love twice in the living room before coming upstairs to her bedroom and I'd shown her twice more how happy she'd made me by agreeing to marry me.

Exhausted from the intense workout, we passed out by two am, sleeping with our bodies initially turned away from each other but the cold air from the open window must have prompted us to seek warmth in each other's embrace which explained our current position.

Planting a kiss on her temple, I eased myself gently out of her embrace and slipped out of her bed to go to the bathroom but her hand suddenly shot out and grasped my wrist, prompting me to look back at her.

"Can you please stay with me tonight?" She questioned. "Please."

She was still in the realm of sleep so I guessed that she must be having a dream. While the question seemed familia