The next morning, Sebestian was greeted with the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Adria was supine on his chest with her cheek compressed and her lips slightly parted as she snorted. Sebestian stroked that plump lip softly before he kissed it. He sighed in contentment and yawned as he looked around. He looked at the clock by the door. It was already 9.30 a.m. He slowly moved, and he felt Adria stir next to him.

"Wake up, baby," Sebestian whispered as he leaned in closer to her ear. He kissed her jaw and moved his lips further over her cheek to her chin and neck.

Adria slowly woke...