Alice POV
I stretched languidly, my body sore from the night's activities. As I tried to turn over, I found myself pinned down by a muscled arm. Alex was spooning me, his hold firm and warm. I sighed, half frustrated, half content. My bladder, however, was screaming for attention.
Gently, I attempted to lift his arm without waking him. As I wriggled, Alex's voice, low and husky, whispered, "Sleep, love."
"I can't, Alex. Let me go," I whispered back, trying to suppress a giggle at his stubbornness.
"No, not yet," he murmured, his tone petulant. "I'm not ready to wake up and let you go. I'm comfortable enough to be in this bed with you all day long."
I rolled my eyes, smiling despite myself. "Please let me go! I need to go to the washroom!"
Alex sighed dramatically. "Hmmm, fiiineee, bu
