I was afraid to open my eyes. If I opened my eyes, this beautiful dream might be over. I wasn't sure if it was a dream or if I was really laying in bed, curled up in the arms of Alessandro, my boss, and now boyfriend.

My alarm went off a couple of minutes later, and I knew the spell would be broken, one way or another. I rolled over and grabbed my phone to turn it off. A large muscular arm tightened around me, and suddenly I realized I wasn't dreaming.

I turned to ...