#Chapter77

Sophie's POV

I stretch, refusing to open my eyes and wake up from the amazing dream, when I feel something warm and heavy on me.

Snapping my eyes open, I spot the familiar curls on my breasts.

No. Fucking. Way.

Wide awake now, I lay there immobile.

It wasn't a dream?

He murmors something and moves his head a bit, getting more comfortable, and I just lay there, taking it all in. After seven months, I wake up to this again.

Indescribable feeling of pure joy spreads through my body, and a grin breaks out on my face.

He's here.

Wait, does that mean that Tom...?

I gulp and...