Venessa's pov.

Snuggling close to my warm blanket, I let out a contented sigh when I heard a heartedly chuckle but I paid no heed as I was still feeling so sleepy.

I felt someone caress my face tenderly which I groaned in process as I absolutely hate it when I'm being touched when I'm sleeping.

"Good morning, mi amore" greeted Vincent, pulling me close to his wide, warm chest.

I hummed in response, still not opening my eyes. "I think I should get up now, ...