Chapter 67. His Visitor

Emery’s POV

My lips curved into a smile when I woke up the next day with Terrence’s arm wrapped around my waist and resting on my stomach. His other arm was under my head, making it my pillow. Under the thick sheets, I was wearing the dress shirt he took off last night while he’s half-naked and only wearing sweat pants down.

I sniffed the fragrant scent of the man hugging me from behind as I caressed his hair arm on my waist.

I felt Terrence moving behind me. He lifted his face a little as he opened his eyes. Our gazes met and he caught me smiling at him.

He breathed slowly and comfortably as he hugged me tighter and buried his face on my neck. “What time is it?”

I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. “6 AM sharp.”

“Let’s sleep more,” he whispered and planted a soft kiss on my stomach.

I could feel his morning wood and even when I know it’s normal, I couldn’t help but feel hot as memories of last night visited my mind.

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