Carmichael

I wake up literally throbbing between my legs.

I turn around, sighing when I notice that Declan is already awake, on his phone with his arm behind his head. He smiles down at me.

“Good morning, I was about to wake you up.”

I stretch, frowning. “Why? What time is it?”

“6:45.”

I scrunch my nose. “Ugh, I have to get ready.”

He kisses my forehead. “Let’s take a shower and I’ll make us breakfast.”