Chapter Sixteen
Mia awoke to sensory overload. Or at least she thought she was awake. Behind her, warm fingers had pulled the neck of her pyjama top aside just enough to allow soft lips, surrounded by stubble, to dot kisses on the exposed skin of her neck and shoulder. In front, a large hand cupped her cheek, then gently scraped her hair back from her face. A light kiss was pressed to her lips.
“Mia. Mia, darling. Wake up,” Elias’s voice broke through the last of her sleepiness and she opened her eyes. “There you are.” He smiled. “Good morning.”
“Mmm? Oh, good morning,” she said. “What a lovely way to wake up.”
“Morning, Mia,” Alex said huskily against her ear, sending a delightful shiver down her spine. It was immediately joined by another one when he scooted his lower body close to h
