45. Quiet

Ripley’s pov

I don’t know whether it was all the sex or the exhaustion from his hellish honeymoon, but Cas, who famously always wakes up before the crack of dawn, is now sleeping in like a little baby.

Well, no. Not a baby. A very handsome, very capable, very very good in bed man.

Damn. I have never, ever in my life had sex like that.

And maybe that’s not saying much, since I’ve only had sex with Oliver, and that was just vanilla sex. Sex, where we both didn’t really know much and didn’t feel that comfortable experimenting.

Or maybe it’s because Cas makes me feel sexy in a way that nobody else has. When he looks at me, it’s impossible to feel shy. There’s so much love and admiration in his eyes, and I know that even if I did do something weird, he’d just find it cute.

My girls were both still sleeping too, but I couldn’t.

So I put on the big fluffy robe and walked around the giant mansion, where Cas’ staff was already busy at work. He said that soon he’d have to let them go sinc