(Mabel’s POV)

I stirred in my sleep, slowly waking up, eyes still shut. I tried to move just a little, and a low groan slipped out. My whole body ached. Every single muscle felt used, stretched, and thoroughly worked over.

Last night had been... a lot.

I felt a warm, heavy arm tighten around my tummy. Steve. He was already awake. I could feel his gaze on me, even with my eyes still mostly shut. His fingers moved to my waist, then slowly stopped on my hip.

“Morning, sleepyhead," he ...