"Arcelia" someone calls my name softly and I groan but leave my eyes closed.

"Come on baby. We have to get going" the voice says again, but I just grumble. I was enjoying my sleep so much and i didn't want to get out of bed.

"Baby" I hear the voice again, closer this time and my bed sips and I feel the soft touch in my hair. I moan at the feeling of blunt fingers dragging against my scalp. I roll over and crack my eyes open. I'm greeted by my ...