Fate Reloaded
pretty good.
Early the next morning, Marco woke me up. He held a dumbbell in one hand, the thin fabric of his shirt unable to conceal his muscular arm. With his other hand, he gently tucked the blanket around me.
"You can sleep for ten more minutes. Then we need to get up and go out for breakfast. Today, the Boss will grant us his blessing. This is a ceremony that we can't decline."
Blushing, I lifted the blanket and explained shyly, "I don't usually sleep in this late. It is just that..."