Chapter 49 : Sea Shells

*Shelby*

I woke to a soft breeze dancing across my face, the open windows letting the sunlight stream into the giant space of the bedroom.

I lay there awhile, enjoying Michael’s warmth next to me and watching the curtains drift lightly, each gust of wind brought in the clean smell of the ocean air.

Michael started to stir next to me, and eventually, he opened his eyes and greeted me with a sleepy smile.

“Good morning, beautiful. I could get used to this,” he said.

“Get used to what exactly,” I pushed, even though I knew what he was talking about.

“Waking up next to you every morning,” he said as he brushed his hand up my exposed thigh.

“I could get used to it, too,” I said, leaning down and letting our lips brush lightly together. “What is for breakfast?” I asked, my lips still touching his.

“How about you go make yourself comfortable on the back deck, and I will call room service,” Michael said, kissing me again.