The following day Enrique is sitting in bed playing in a sleeping Piyu’s hair. “Good morning; as much as I hate to wake my beautiful fiancée up, you need to eat.” He kisses her head.
She’s smiling with her eyes still close. "Good morning, my handsome fiancé. I don't want to wake up. Last night was magical; if I woke up, I might realize that it was only a dream.” Priya lays her head on his chest and kisses his chest, and lays her leg across his. She slides her hand into his pajama pants and massages his shaft. The phone on the nightstand rings.
Enrique moans and looks at the phone. “Damn, it never fells” Enrique takes a deep breath as he answers the phone. He isn’t on the phone long. “Millard wants to meet with me before we leave this morning. It’s probably about that damn Marshall ag
