Alora’s POV

I woke up to sunlight filtering in through the curtain of a room that looked and smelt nothing like mine.

Where was I? 

I looked around, trying to make sense of my environment. 

The bed was so soft and it was breathing.

Wait. what!

My eyes widened and I jerked around.

A gasp escaped my lips.

Whatever I was lying on was not a mattress. It was hard and warm and moving up and down. 

I was lying on the chest of a very, very muscular sleeping man. 

I looked at his face.

Oh my God. ...