Calliope's POV
I woke up still nestled in Nick's arms. He was fast asleep, breathing steadily. His hot breath warming the back of my neck. I wiggled in his arms, trying to get free as I needed to pee. He shifted and moaned. "Quit moving," He mumbled.
"Then let me go," I whispered. He loosened his hold on me, and I rolled off the bed. He rolled over onto his other side, and I ran into the bathroom. After I was done, I heard knocking on the door. Looking down, I realized I was completely naked. Spying Nick's discarded shirt by the bed, I leaned down and picked it up, and threw it on. It was so large it fit me like a dress, and I relished Nick's manly scent. Satisfied, I answered the door.
A pair of violet eyes greeted me with a smile. "Hello, Calliope," The Queen of Were
