Chapter twenty-eight - Cleo

I wake up with Luke wrapped around me, snoring against my back and the sun streaming in past the curtains. He doesn't look like he's going to wake up any time soon and he looks so peaceful I don't want to wake him, so I grab my phone and watch a film on Netflix while I wait for him to wake up on his own.

He jolts and twitches every so often in his sleep, so I don't react at first when his hands start to move over my body, but when he starts to kiss my neck, I know he's awake. I lock my phone, slide it onto the table and turn towards him.

"You should have woken me up." He says before kissing me, his hands making quick work of removing my pajamas. He sits back on his heels, smiling down at me, his fingers stroking patterns on my calves as he positions my legs either side of his beautiful muscular body. "So, what was it you said you wanted to do with me?"