Olivia POV
“Wake up, sleepy head.” A kiss on the top my head, a kiss on my earlobe, a kiss on my neck. Aaahhh... This is such a good dream. A hand caressed my thighs. Dream getting better.
“Baby girl. Come on. It’s already noon.”
“f**k!” I sat up abruptly, almost hitting Michael.
“So soon, baby girl. You’re still sore.” Michael teased, while running his hand up and down my arm. I hit him with a pillow on his chest.
“Michael!!!”
“Just kidding, baby girl. It’s only eight in the morning.” He chuckled. He then pulled a cart beside the table. “Breakfast in bed?”
“What time did you wake up?” I curiously asked.
“Five.”
“And you did not wake me up?”
“Why should I? We were up until two. You deserve to sleep in, you did quite a work out last night.” He smirked.
“I never wake up later than
