Chapter 8

I wake up by a mess of hair tickling my face. I rub my eyes and remember where I am. Abigail is snuggling in my embrace and is peacefully sleeping. Even slightly snoring. I kiss her head and try to sneak out of the bed, without waking her up. She's so peaceful when sleeping. So beautiful, so calming. Damn, I'm seriously one hell of a lucky man.

I take one last sight of the sleeping beauty in my bed, then blush and make my way to the kitchen to make coffees. Then I dial the number left for contacting the reception and wait. No more than two empty signals and I hear a low male voice on the phone.

"Good morning! You contacted reception and this is Taylor Moore on your services."

This is the first time since I first came here that a man is in reception and more importantly, is not Regina. And I'm glad because if it was her again I'll seriously start to get creeped out.

"Hello, this is James Reaga