Freddie’s POV
I wake up the next morning early to find myself still in the guest bedroom sprawled out in the middle of the bed with Willow’s hand on my chest. I had somehow scooted down to lay in the bed during the night. Willow’s head was on the bed up against my side with her hair all over the place. She looked gorgeous as she slept soundly with the soft morning light coming through the window of the bedroom. I didn’t know if I should still be in bed with her so I tried to get up without disturbing her. She jumped awake right away as I moved close to the edge of the bed and stared at me.
“Sorry I woke you up, little one,” I say softly in my morning voice.
She smiles gingerly and says, “It’s ok. Sorry I jumped like that.”
I chuckle lightly and tell her, “It’s alright.
