Brayden woke Meredith the next morning at 6:30 a.m. He nudged her slightly and softly called out her name.
"Meredith, We have to leave soon." She moaned as her eyes blinked awake. Still not used to waking up in his bed she wondered where she was and assumed she was still dreaming. She looked up at Brayden and paused as her eyes drank him in. He stood in front of her wearing only a towel low on his hips. She swore she was dreaming.
