C8 Chapter Eight

Sienna

The next morning was unusual to say the least. I

woke up to the smell of freshly baked pancakes and coffee. I really loved coffee just as I loved the scent. I groaned as I sat upright on the sofa and I thought of how uncomfortable it was. But I didn't expect to be taken to bed. Fuck, if he touched me, I would have killed him.

"Good morning, sunshine