Freya's pov

I wake up and the room is dark and warm and there are arms around me and legs tangled with mine and I know it's morning because light is coming through the curtains even though everything feels fuzzy and slow.

Sebastian is behind me with his chest pressed against my back and his hand resting on my hip and Logan is in front of me with his face close enough that I can feel his breath and Zane is on the other side of Logan with his arm stretching across to touch my waist.

I try to ...