Nicolas woke with the first light of dawn trying to make its way past the blinds. He was always an early riser and despite the late night this morning was no different. Safely spooned against him Aubrey slept on. Perhaps it was this highly anticipated moment that made him wake.
She was here…in his arms. Finally.
He wanted to lie there forever but he heard the door of the guest room open and the pitter patter of feet to the bathroom. Moments later the toilet flushed and his other guest headed for the living room. The woman in his arms was not the only one who had come home with him.
Carefully extracting himself from his slumbering goddess Nicolas hurried to his private, master bathroom to relieve himself and prepare to face a new day. He slipped on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt not put
