Anna's POV

I woke up on a Tuesday morning, tired for no reason and incredibly stretchy. I felt Adrian's hands under me on the bed. I guess I slept on his hand. As I tried to stand up, he dragged me back and kissed my forehead and neck.

“Baby, you couldn't even wait for me to get back? Were you that tired? I even drove like a mad man to get here earlier so I can fuck you up till this moment for tormenting me.”

Sigh. I missed his morning voice. I missed his scent. I missed his warmth. I fucking missed my man.

“I'm sorry, I missed you too....