Matteo's pov.
I opened my eyes to a beautiful face sleeping on my bed. Her leg was thrown on my leg, and her arm was circled on my torso. She was asleep carelessly. I had slept to the side to secure my bad shoulder from hurting it in sleep. I kept staring at her face, waiting for her to wake up and push me onto the floor again.
She slowly opened her eyes, slightly rubbing them with her palm and then blinking them to adjust to the morning light.
“Good morning, gorgeous,” I greeted my beautiful wife.
“Ummn…” She moaned, stretching her arms, and my co.ck stirred. “Morning! What's the time?” She asked. Her voice was husky and sleepy.
“It's seven in the morning, sleepyhead. Wake up quickly. Otherwise, you will be late for your site visit,” I reminded her.
“Oh, right! I have to make it q
