Bellona POV

 

Slight movements behind me and on top of me made me wake up, and I knew who it was.

 

"Dean, Archie, let momma sleep," I whine, hugging my pillow.

 

"Mommy, wake up," Archie said, dragging me, but I held on to my pillow tighter. No way am I going to allow them to wake me, not when I don't feel like standing up. Besides, my pillow is so comfortable. Firm and warm.

 

"Mommy," Dean called, and they both started dragging me. I frowned, holding my pillow tight. Then suddenly I heard a deep manly chuckle, a chuckle that sent shivers down my spine, and I suddenly remembered that...