Casey’s POV

Casey wakes up to a sight that makes him feel like he is still dreaming. The sun is coming through the windows and casting a light on the angel in his bed. Heather is still asleep, her hair fanned out on the pillow beneath her head and her arm thrown across his body. The sheet dipped low enough to expose her beautiful breasts to his gaze. He feels his arousal grow as he gazes at her while his mind wanders to the night before.

It was the most incredible night ...