“How long do you plan on staying in bed?” Her voice was soft, it was like the sweetest lullaby he’d ever heard. Her hair brushes against his face, tickling his skin but he kept his eyes closed and breathed in her scent. “Martha…” he groaned. “ If you keep talking, I don’t think I’ll ever leave this bed,” He’d told her. She let out a soft chuckle and then flicked his nose with her fingers making him open his eyes abruptly. The rays of the sun highlighted her red hair, green eyes stared down at him with amusement and a hint of arousal. Her cheeks dusted in the most beautiful freckles which she’d always hated but were his favorite things about her face. Lush pink lips hovered over his and he fought the urge to bury his fingers in her hair and pull her down to him. “Are you politely telling me to shut up, Alex?” “No baby,” he chuckled as he traced her lips slowly with his fingers. “I’m telling you to put your mouth to better use,” There was the sound of her laughter again, like the
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