Azalea
I awoke to the sun streaming through the curtains in my cottage. I was lying on top of something very warm and solid. Last night's events started coming back to me, and I blushed hard, remembering what happened with Liam. I stretched my limbs carefully, trying not to disturb Liam underneath me. A low growl reverberated through his chest as his arms snaked around my waist.
I giggled. "Good morning," I said. His eyes were still closed like he was pretending to still be asleep. "You can't just pretend to be asleep all day," I said to him.
He peeked one eye open. "You're chipper this morning," he said with a smirk.
"I slept great," I teased with a big smile. I got a small laugh in return. I wiggled, trying to get out of his grip. "Time to get up!" I chimed.
"Mmmm. Kitten, stop wig
