Callum's eyes blinked open even though the sun still slumbered beneath the horizon.
A gentle breeze whispered through the air, rustling the dew-kissed leaves and playing a symphony with nature's secrets. It felt almost like the usual morning.
Mist draped the landscape like a translucent veil, lending an ethereal touch to the sleepy scene, forcing him to realize that he wasn't the only one there breathing.
A soft breath tickled his naked shoulder, and a long braided black hair draped around his neck. Vanilla and Jasmine started to tease his nose with a gentle greeting as he realized...
"It's still too early. Go back to sleep," SHE said.
Callum jolted awake in a panic. "AMALA?! W-WH-WHY?? HOW?!"
Yes, they were both naked, as all his senses could immediately notice how their skin rubbed together. He saw her shifting in the bed, and the blanket almost fell from her chest.
