Chapter 23: Strawberries

Vivian

I jerked awake, my cheek pressed against something firm, warm, and breathing. When I tried to roll over, I couldn't. I was pinned down by strong arms.

"Oh right," I muttered, remembering that I passed out on the couch with Finn.

His arms still encircled me and he clung to me like I might vanish into thin air. There was no way I could get loose.

Sighing, I relaxed against him. His heart steadily thumped against my cheek under his warm skin. I didn't want to believe there was anything growing between us, but my chest swelled with a glimmer of hope.

My thin tank top hardly offered a barrier between his muscular, firm chest, and my body. I shifted, grazing against him, and my n*pples hardened into little buds.

Oh, this was going to be an interesting morning…