Waking up, Rose stretched out her arms as she glanced at the clock, surprised that it read five am, she had slept over twelve hours. Making a move to get up off of the bed, she realising that a pair of arms were holding her in place. Glancing over her shoulder in panic, her heart rate slowed as she saw Eric’s sleeping face behind her.
Easing herself over so as to not wake him, she gazed at his perfect features, butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she slowly reached out to move a piece of his hair from his face.
She was nervous, nervous that he would wake and pull away from her when he realised where he was, but her whole being craved to touch him.
‘You are staring at me my love’ the Rogue King mumbled sleepily, his eyes still closed.
‘I . .um . . I’ Rose stammered as she pulled h
