Anna's POV

A knock at the door awakes me.

“Anna, Ethan, it's time for dinner." I hear Cyran say. I didn't even realise I fell asleep. I stretch out and drape my arm over Ethan's stomach.

"Morning, beautiful." He says.

"It's not morning," I replied.

"I know, but it's weird to say good evening when we wake up next to each other." I lay my head on his chest.

"I wonder how long the trip will be," I say. "I hope not long. I'm going to miss our alone time." He teases. He rolls over on top of me and kisses my lips. I feel the weight of his body...