Eira's POV
I was in a deep sleep when I felt something was not right. The soft mattress under me didn't feel soft at all. It felt warm and smelled different, but in a good way.
What is it?
I furrowed my brows, unable to open my eyes, and moved my hand to check what was wrong. I felt so reluctant to even wake up.
"Done taking advantage of my perfect body?"
I heard a familiar voice just next to my ear, and realised a warm breathe brushing my skin.
Finally, I forced open my eyes, and they were greeted with the close look of a man's Adam's apple.
I blinked a few times at this unexpected view. I am not dreaming, right?
Slowly realisation of my situation started to sink in my groggy mind. So, my face was resting on the man's wide and strong shoulder, and that scent and warmth were coming from his body.
The realisation hit me hard now. I was sleeping entirely over Rafe's body instead of on the mattress.
How did it happen? What am I doing over his body? I need to get up.
