C13 Drawing the line

DOMINIC’S POV

I woke up to the enveloping smell of fresh peaches, the aroma occupying my nostrils, replacing the air I breathed, not that I minded, as long it was coming from her. The tickling sensation of her hair was overbearing, I groaned in frustration, tilting my head to a different position.

She always smelled so amazing, I wrapped my arms over her waist