Chapter 167 Distraction

When I stretch myself out and I'm immediately aware of his absence in the bed.

Propping myself up on my elbows, I spy him sat on the chaise lounge, bending down.

Oh no!

I lay back down as quietly as I possibly can and shut my eyes. He might not have noticed I've awake if I'm lucky.

After a few silent moments, I feel the bed dip, but I keep my eyes firmly shut, silently begging him to leave me alone.

An age of me pretending to be asleep passes by and he still hasn't nudged me, so I cautiously open my eyes and find his eyes pools of delight staring down at me.

Then I groan, very loudly, as I watch the semblance of a small smile tickle his lips. I flip myself over onto my front and cover my head with a pillow, then hear him laugh as the pillow is whipped from my head and I'm turned over onto my back.

"Good morning beautiful." he chirps, and I screw my face up in disgust at his cheery, break of dawn happiness.