Ezra
I woke up in Allen's arms, and we were still in the garden. Morning light filtered through the transparent yellowish fabric of the tent, which I guess Allen must have set up while I slept. It made the entire place look so vibrant and warm. Almost like we were inside a golden bubble. If there was anything one could liken to paradise, it was this beautiful place. It felt like a completely different world.
Allen's arms tightened around my waist and I knew he was awake.
"Good morning, sunshine," he murmured, voice low and sleepy. He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead.
"Good morning." I smiled shyly. "You seem to be in a good mood. Any particular reason?"
Allen chuckled, and my heart skipped a beat. Why was everything about him so freaking hot? I mean who looks like a god when they just woke up from sleep?
"Is there any reason why I shouldn't be in a good mood?"
My memory went back to last night and I couldn't help the sudden feeling of shyness that overwhelmed me.
