MAYA.
After our steamy night together, I stirred lightly in my sleep as the morning sun streamed through the blinds of our hotel suite. When I finally opened my eyes, my breath caught as I caught sight of Andrew’s slightly hunched body. He was gazing at me with a warmth that radiated love and adoration, making my heart race.
"Hi, sleeping beauty," he greeted me, his dimpled smile brightening the room. The scenes from last night flooded back, and I ducked my head under the duvet, instantly overwhelmed with embarrassment. Oh my goodness, I'm so freaking embarrassed! Just when I thought I might melt into the sheets, Andrew cooed softly.
"Aww... don’t be like that! Lemme see your beautiful face," he urged, playfully tugging at the duvet. I held on tightly, feeling my cheeks flush as I heard him chuckle. “Come on,” he teased, his voice like honey, sending little shivers down my spine.
“Isn’t this awkward for you?” I mumbled, my voice muffled by the duvet.