*Ciara's pov*
The next morning I woke up snuggled into Patrick's side. That probably had to have been the best night's sleep I have had in years. I wiggled out of Patrick's arms and looked down at my sleeping mate. I could really appreciate his beauty and handsome rugged features more when he was still and silent. He kept his beard very short, but very well kept. His silvery-blonde hair was sticking up all over the place at the top, the sides looking like he maybe buzzed it a few days earlier. Those beautiful brown eyes were closed at the moment. His lips were pursed together creating a thin line below his mustache, he looked devilishly handsome while he slept, I wanted to snuggle back down into the blankets and go back to sleep, but my internal clock had me up at a set time every morning
