Chapter 78. The Morning of Departure

[William’s POV]

The next morning comes much too soon, and I lay awake, staring into Elise’s sleeping face. She looks so peaceful as she lies here in my arms. I almost don’t want to wake her, but I know that I have to.

“Hey,” I murmur, brushing some hair behind her ear. “It’s time to get up, sleeping beauty.”

“Mmmm.” Elise groans, swatting at my hand. “Five more minutes; I’m still tired.”

“I could let you sleep five more minutes or even five more hours, but then Marty or Charlie may come hunting us.”

At my words, Elise’s eyes fly open, and she shoots up so that the blanket that covers us slides down to her waist, exposing her bare breasts.

Immediately, I feel my dick throb as desire rushes through me due to the perfection that is in front of me.

Dammit. Would it really hurt to keep her trapped here with me, where I knew she was safe?

Yes. It would, and the one who would do the killing would be Elise, because I was trying to con