The following morning, unlike the first and second time she had slept at Antonio’s, Tara woke up early. She found herself snuggling his muscled back. She nuzzled him some more and then placed an open-mouthed kiss on his upper back, almost as if she couldn’t keep herself from doing it.
”Morning, kitten,” came his hoarse greeting.
“Morning,” she greeted back half sleepily.
He turned around to face her and she looked at him with a small uncertain smile. “Did I wake you?”
“I don’t mind being woken up with a kiss,” he wigged his eyebrows at her, and she could only giggle in response.
“Ain’t you the charmer?” She teased with an easy smirk.
“I try to be,” he told her in a conniving tone.
“You don’t say!” She let out sarcastically, and then rolled her eyes at him when he chuckled.
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