I was not the kind of person who liked having people in my space, especially not when I woke up but I was not complaining when I woke up to Jake’s stubble tickling my cheeks as he pressed soft kisses onto my shoulders and collarbone.

Once he realized I was awake, he managed to pull me out of bed long enough to get cleaned while he made breakfast. There was something entire erotic about seeing a man cooking for you and it was a miracle I wasn’t all over him. The only thing that ...