CHAPTER ¹6{A}

"People haven't always been there for me but the odd thing is, music always has."

Zoe Autumn

Autumn woke up pressed against River's hard chest as she had for the past week. Though, she wasn't quite awake yet, she was very much aware of him.

"Baby, you've gotta wake up," River murmured into her ear and Autumn groaned as she relaxed further into him, her back pushing into him.

"But we always sleep in on Saturdays."

Autumn felt River push her hair forward to rest in front of her shoulders. He kissed the back of her neck as he smoothened his palm over her hip.

"You can sleep in the jet," River coaxed as he took in Autumn's flowery scent.

Autumn turned so she could see him. With her eyes still drowsy with sleep and her brows slightly furrowed, she asked, "What jet?"