56

Cara

I open my eyes as sunlight streams in through the window and roll onto my side, expecting an empty bed. It's always empty when Eros comes to sleep with me.

Instead, there he is. Awake, staring at the ceiling like an absolute creep, but still here.

"Hey," I say and clear my throat. "Been awake long?"

He shakes his head. "Just got up."

"Really?" I check the clock. "It's eight in the morning."

"I know, I slept in."

I sigh, trying not to smile. "Eight isn't sleeping in."

"It is for me." He rolls his head toward me, staring into my eyes. "You snore. Did you know that?"

"Oh my god," I say and close my eyes. "I was happy you hadn't snuck away for once but now I'm wondering—"

He reaches out and rolls toward me. I yelp in surprise as he pulls my wrist and drags me over to his side of the bed like a caveman claiming his rights. I shimmy against him, surprised and shocked by the warmth of his chest, by the sudden quickening of his heart. I'm in a tank top and a pair of old boy short underwe