C80 Chapter 79

Mia

When I woke the next morning, it was to James kissing my cheek. His warm breath seductively caressed my skin as I stirred and fluttered my eyes open.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” he whispered.

I reluctantly groaned and asked softly, “James?”

“Hmm?” He kissed me again, his lips warm.

“What time is it?” Then, because I couldn’t help myself, I yawned.

“Seven,” he said