Chapter 8  

Emma's POV

I wake up to the feeling of a strong scent, my eyes open and go around in shock.

Austin's sleeping face next to me.

I relax a little and allow myself to enjoy looking at him.

He's gorgeous like an angel when he's sleeping. Thank god, that his eyes are not open and not concentrate on me, so I can enjoy this moment.

I have the sudden urge to run my hands up his smooth jaw and touch it.

I lift my hand towards his face, running up his jaw slowly and back behind his neck. I caress his black silky hair at the nape of his neck, and breath his scent deeply.

His scent smell like vanilla cinnamon, like homemade cookies, or boy-next-door. My fingers touch his long eyelashes rose to reveal his eyes underneath.

Then my head presses against his chest and the sensation of his strong chest molding itself against my ear is irresistible.

My eyes are closed.

"Morning, Emma! Are you satisfied with my body?" His eyebrows frown as he grabs my hand, I can hear happiness in his tone.

I open my eye