I woke up because someone was gently caressing my hair. When I looked at the owner of the hands that were playing with my hair, it was Reign. His blue eyes full of love were staring at me. I was surprised because his face was so close to mine.

“My woman is already awake. How’s your sleep?” Reign asked while he keeps on fondling my messy hair. His menthol-like breath directly hits my face. I stared into his eyes and roamed it down to his bare top; he was also wearing a black boxer, causing the thing between his thighs to groove.

I turned my eyes on Reign, and he...