Laura's POV
After another night of passionate love making, I'm dreading opening my eyes and starting my day. Andy completely wore me off last night, and I gladly let him.
I count to ten and then slowly peel my eyelids open. Nope, it's too bright and too early. I don't do bright and early.
A nano second later, as my brain starts waking up, I realize what day is today. s**t! I hate having responsibilities. I really miss the good old days when I was the Alpha's daughter and had literally no care in the world other than how to make the sprinklers go off at the exact moment that Mallory walked by the garden.
I feel myself smiling at the memory of her make-up running on her face, causing her to look more like a raccoon than a wolf.
Oh Goddess, how I'm glad the b***h is dead. Cruel, I kno
