The next morning…
Abigail woke up at her usual time. She was surprised to find herself in his arms. She stared at his face, which was so close to hers, with her wide eyes, wondering why he had been still in bed.
'Shouldn't he be out jogging?'
Abigail couldn't understand how he had been sleeping until now. She had always seen him get up before her and go for a jog. It was the first time she had seen him asleep when she woke up in the morning.
He had his arm around her waist, much to her surprise.
Abigail's heartbeat was becoming increasingly rapid. She was supposed to be getting ready for work soon, but she had forgotten and continued to stare at him.
She had always been drawn to his good looks. How could she keep her thoughts from racing when he was so close to her, his arm around her waist?
Abigail was ecstatic. Even though he was sleeping, she was in his arms, surrounded by his warmth. She'd like to stay like this for a while, savoring the sensation.
