Chapter Forty Four

I open my eyes when I feel a hand run through my hair. I see Fabricos face, his eyes are still shut and he looks adorable with a bed head. I smile because I know my hands did that...last night. Even now, I run my hand through his growing curl of hair and then down his face, to his scruffy chin. I kiss it.

He stirs but doesn't open his eyes. His long lashes only flattered on his cheek bone. His jaw constricted before he release it again. I feel so lucky to be in his arms. What did I even do to get a man like him. To deserve a man like this. I try not to be emotional as I press my chest against his, wanting to be close to him than ever.

His hands come around me but he's still asleep. He easily does it like he's used to it, holding me in his arms.

I place my leg on his waist, feeling his hardness poke at my stomach.

"Fabrico" I whisper.

He grunts and mumbles something incoherent. I chuckle an