When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Tyson squinted as he opened his eyes. The bedroom was filled with the bright morning sun streaming in between the curtains. While they slept, he and Olivia had changed positions in their sleep. Olivia now slept with her back to his front, pressed as tight to him as she could be. Her head was under his chin. When he woke, his face had been buried in her hair. Now he was resting his chin on her head as he contemplated how to get up and not wake her. He closed his eyes and considered going back to sleep. He was enjoying the tingling sparks on his skin everywhere Olivia was touching him. He hated doing it, but he had to get up and prepare for the day. Tyson eased his arm out from under her head and slowly got out of bed. He adjusted the covers and pillows before gently kissing her head. He ho