I’m so sore all over.
It was what I feel when I woke the next morning. Flashbacks of what happened last night showered my senses and I could not help but blush. I looked under the blanket and saw that I am wearing a white Hanes shirt and my underwear.
Beside me is a sleeping Sage Black whose arms are around my waist. He’s topless and only wearing his boxers. I can’t help but gawk at his body under the sheets. Damn!
I bit my lip as I looked at Sage’s sleeping face. He looked so calm and serene—the opposite of what he is when he is awake. I stared at his long lashes and smiled to myself. This beautiful man is beside me. My heart is slamming against my chest as I remembered how he told me he’s proud of me of what I’ve become.
“I love you,” I whispered to his sleeping face.
It felt go
