The next morning, I woke up with Anna nestled against me, her body warm and soft in my arms. She was still sleeping soundly, her head resting on my shoulder like she belonged there. She looked almost angelic, her golden hair splayed out, with one stray strand stuck in her mouth. I reached out slowly, carefully lifting her head and setting it down on the bed as I slid out.
As I moved, she mumbled in her sleep, her voice soft and sweet. "Mmmm... I love you, Darling…"
I chuckled quietly, unable to resist running my fingers through her hair one last time before I got dressed. After pulling on my clothes, I stepped outside. Erick was already there, stirring something over a fire, and the smell of food hit me immediately.
"Oh? So, did you have a good night?" he asked with that shit-eating grin plastered on his face. He knew I'd spent the night with Anna, and he was enjoying it far too much.
"Yeah," I said with a small smirk. "Slept pretty well, actually."
