The third point of view:
Pedro stirred from his sleep yet didn't open his eyes - he wanted to laze around for a few moments. He felt a body by his side and instinctively knew it was Isabella.
A contented smile tugging his lips, he reached out and warped his arm possessively around her waist and leaned closer, her back turned to him. His hand lying on her waist traced up to her chest, intending to get a quick feel of her boobs when his brows furrowed in confusion. Where did her breasts go?
Julie was having his beauty sleep when he felt a "welcomed" disturbance. Warm arms circled his waist and he didn't protest knowing it was probably his girlfriend, Anabelle. A smile tugged his lips, guess someone was restless this morning.
