Chapter Eight AlexeiI slap Ryleigh lightly on the butt to wake her, unable to keep my hands off those curvy ass cheeks of hers. Though I know I should demonstrate control, it’s the last thing I want to do.
“Hmm?” she murmurs, blinking open hazy eyes.
“Time to get up, baby.” I smile. I f*****g love the sight of her in my bed; I can’t help it.
“Why?” She groans.
It’s only seven, so I get it, but I rouse her again. “I’ve got practice.”
“Mmm.” She makes a noise, but I’m not sure what it means. It could mean f**k you. Or go make me coffee. It could also mean okay, sounds great.
I chuckle and swing my legs over the side of the bed. I head to the shower only because it helps wake me up, and not because I actually want to leave this woman in my bed.
Twenty minutes later, Ryleigh is still in
