Chapter 39

Fallon’s POV

It took a minute for me to make sense of where I was and whose arm I was wrapped in.

Darius’s golden brown eyes met mine. “Good morning,” he whispered.

“Morning,” I whispered back, my eyes trailing his naked skin, which I could now fully see thanks to the daybreak light.

He scoffed, “Never woken up next to a hottie, have you?”

I smirked, escaping his grip.

“Should be asking you that. When was the last time you woke up next to a woman like me? Bet you’ve never,” I said, clicking my tongue.

“Remind me to punish you better next time.”

I blushed at the memory of him smacking me just the night before. Instinctively, my hands reached to my butt, slightly rubbing the area.

“Still hurts?”

I gave him a look. “Did I just hear an empathetic word from you?”

He scoffed at me, “Don’t get used to it.”

I watched him get out of bed. My eyes followed his movement, enjoying the sight of the man who was clearly