SOFIA’S POV
I wake up to Archer sitting on my couch, looking at the sun rising from behind the mountains. He’s a sight for sore eyes, sitting there with an open shirt. He’s laid back against the back rest, coffee cup in the hand with the steam oozing out of it. The bright sunbeams shining upon his golden tanned skin. I see the grin tugging at the sides of his mouth “Enjoying the view?” He says slyly. “Well perhaps I am, what are you thinking about doing about it?” I grin at him, he looks over at me. I catch his gaze and I smile at him. “Would you like some coffee dearest?” “Water perhaps if you don’t mind?” He bursts out laughing “Water!? Who the hell drinks water in the morning after they wake up?” I feel offended and I sit up straight “I do” I scold him with a frown clearly appearing on
