As I felt myself half asleep, my eyes snapped open. I didn’t want to sleep. I was laying on top of Harper with my head against her soft chest. I looked up and she was asleep. Maybe she wouldn’t mind me waking her up. I noticed it was a lot brighter in the room compared to when I last had my eyes opened. I turned my head to the source of light and it was the window. Panic ran through me as I pulled the blanket off of me and darted off of my mate. I opened the curtains and sighed from the feeling of defeat. I had slept the last few hours we had away. I closed the curtains and turned back around.
“Morning,” Harper said in an attractively sleepy tone after she sat up and yawned.
“Unfortunately,” I mumbled and walked to my pants.
“You should take a shower to get my scent off of you.” Harper
