Aya's POV
In the morning when I awoke, I felt so cuddly warm and comfortable, that I didn't want to get up. Through the haze of sleep, I realized there was an arm tucked tightly around my waist, a warm male body curved around mine, while my head rested on a well toned, muscled arm.
Turning over slightly, I saw the face of Enikil, fast asleep. I could still see the young boy in his masculine features. Still in my sleep haze, I settled back down, memories of how I felt about Enikil when I was young assaulting me. There was a magical innocence to this since I had loved him..
