Aurora's POV:

Last night I fell asleep in his lap in the back of the limo, and this morning I woke up in his arms, in his bed and everything feels right with the world.

It's Monday morning, and it's ridiculously early. I know that because he's still next to me. He's looking at me, grinning at me, and pulling me under him.

"Good morning love."

"Morning," I chuckle. I wish I could wake up like this every morning. "What times have you got to leave?"

"Leave?" ...