Samantha woke up early in the morning. She moaned before opening her eyes, trying to get free from the iron grip keeping her still.
In the end, Rider managed to get into her bed, even if it had happened just for sleeping.
They had drunk wine and eaten cheese in the evening, talking about useless stuff or just cuddling in front of a movie. In the end, they had laid on the bed and fallen asleep early.
«I can't believe this,» she sighed. «What are you doing here?»
«I'm sleeping, Mine.»
His arms didn't release her, and Samantha had to snuggle out with her own wits. She freed her legs from his and rolled down.