Layla's P.O.V
I woke with a pair of soft lips kissing between my shoulders. I moaned softly, a smile playing on my lips.
“Morning baby boy,” I said softly
“Morning beautiful.” Miles soft voice said in a whisper.
I turned around to face him. The smile on my lips grew and I reached in. I ran my fingertips over his cheek, caressing the skin. I wanted to make sure he was real. I wanted to make sure this was real. I closed the space between us, my lips capturing his. He groaned, reaching for me and pulling me close to him. Yes, all real. Thank God! I put a little more pressure on his lips. His hands grasping my hips tighter. His lips drove me crazy. Actually, everything about him drove me crazy. I have never felt like this. I never felt quite like this even when Kyle and I first got togethe
