Chapter 149

“Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead.” Alexi brushes his fingers across my face and rouses me from a glorious sleep with that sexy huskiness of his voice and the familiar hot touch of his skin, star-shaped in this substantial king-size bed. My body is weightless and cosy. My brain reset and finally free of both headache and heavy fatigue, which was making everything foggy.

He is lying beside me, propped on one arm casually, so he leans over my face, admiring me, and bends in to kiss me lightly as my eyes flutter open and adjust to the gloom of the room. Igniting those butterflies inside me brings on a happy, bubbly internal kind of merriness. It’s darker than when I fell asleep, and I can tell it’s probably evening already.

“Hey,” I reply drowsily, stretching out like a Cheshire cat, content and yawning the tiredness away. Revelling in his affections that are becoming necessary the longer I’m with him. I like his little touches and kisses more than I ever thought I could, taking so