ALEXANDER
I wake up to the feel of Melissa’s hand roaming over my chest and I let out a soft groan, enjoying every bit of it before my hand comes up to hold hers.
“What are you doing?” I ask, my eyes still closed and she giggles softly.
“Counting your scars.” She says and I intertwine our fingers.
“And how many are they?”
“Eight, excluding the ones on your back.” She mutters and I finally open my eyes to look at her. Her big, blue eyes are on mine and her red hair is glowing under the sunlight seeping in through the window.
“Hi.” She adds and I chuckle, pulling her up to plant a kiss on her forehead.
“I have to say, your bed is temptingly comfortable. That was the best sleep I’ve had in a while.” I say after the kiss as I wrap my arms around her and hold her warm, nak
