Chapter Eight

I was woken in the morning by the scent of coffee and midnight dew of crisp night air, stretching and sighing as I sat up and smiled at Brodryn as he stopped beside my bed and held the coffee cup out to me. I took it with a smile and sipped it, moaning in satisfaction from the taste. I handed the mug back and stepped out of bed, full-body stretching and grunting in pleasure from the various pops and cracks, the stiffness of sleep vanishing as I stretched. I stepped towards Brodryn and wrapped my arms around his middle, inhaling his scent as He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me, placing a soft kiss on the top of my head. His bare chest was warm under my head and the soft fabric of his black lounge pants brushed against the bare skin of my legs.

“Good morning little one. Did you have a good sleep?” He asked as he pulled away enough to cup my cheek in his large hand, my face immediately nuzzling int