Zane's POV ~
The next day arrived swiftly, with golden sunlight spilling into my room, casting a warm glow across my face and gently waking me from a deep, exhausted slumber. As I slowly opened my eyes, the first thing they landed on was Alfie's face. He was still fast asleep, his features calm and peaceful, his arm wrapped securely around me like I belonged to him. Well I do and he belongs to me too.
He looks so handsome, even while sleeping.
A soft smile tugged at my lips as I reached out, lifting my hand to trace the curve of his jaw, the slope of his nose, the softness of his lips with the tip of my finger.
The moment my finger brushed over his lips, the memories of last night came crashing back into my mind with vivid intensity.
"Oh, fuck," I murmured under my breath, feeling my face flush hot with embarrassment and arousal all over again.
