Seventy seven

EVE'S POV

When I woke up the next morning, Morgan was still next to me. His body was curled up against my back, and I relished the feel of his firm masculine body.

My eyes fluttered open. The light filtering through the curtains showed it was morning, but the sun wasn't quite up yet, which was good, because I needed to get to work as early as possible to catch up with some of the work I missed the previous day.

But first, I wanted a few more minutes in Morgan's arms. I wanted to turn around and face him, watch him sleep, but I didn't want to rouse him. So, I settled for lying there and listening to his breathing.

One of his arms was thrown over my waist loosely. I thought it was amazing that he hadn't let go of me throughout the night. We must both have had a restful night.

I blushed as I recalled the previous night. We had ended up wasting two glasses of perfectly good wine because we had been so eager to get each other naked. My own response to him had shocked me. I had wanted to h