Warning: s****l content
Freddie’s POV
It’s the next morning and I wake up in bed with Willow curled up against my chest. I had fallen asleep facing her instead of the bathroom for once. She was curled in a ball facing the window. I take a deep breath as I stretch out slightly onto my back. I noticed a scent that threw me off this morning. Normally I always smell my scent of myrrh in the bedroom mixed with her honeysuckle scent. This morning the room is filled with the smell of blooming Jasmine flowers and that confused me.
I open my eyes and look around the room. There’s no one in our room with us. I sniff away from the bed towards the bathroom and it’s no longer very strong. I keep sniffing trying to find where it’s strongest so I could find the source. My nose lands on Willow. I inh
