We awoke in the morning to Gio’s alarm going off. I think it was the best night’s sleep I have had in a while. Despite the hour of foreplay and fun, before we had actually fallen into a satisfied and content sleep, wrapped in one another’s arms. But the sound of the alarm was enough to make me want to launch Gio’s phone across the room!
I wriggled down the bed to hide under the duvet, in the hope of blocking out the horrendous noise – I swear it was enough to torture someone!
“Come on sleeping beauty, we need to get sorted for work.” Gio said, sounding far too cheerful for this early in the morning.
“Go away.” I mumble, curling up into a ball within the covers, and all I hear is him laughing, he is already out of bed, yet he still has to turn off the irritating alarm. If he doesn't do
