He is the one

Grusha's POV:

It’s warm. I wanted to stretch my body at the same time I felt as if I am squeezed. I turned around and snuggled closer to that warmness which makes me want to curl up against it. My eyes were still closed but I could not go back to sleep. I opened my eyes eventually giving up trying to go back to sleep only to come face to face with a muscular bare chest. I stared at it for a second before flinching and moving away from it to process everything. But I could not do anything as I was pulled against the chest once again by a hand wrapped around my waist. My mouth was gaped while I was processing everything.

"Good morning my love!"

Damien's morning deep voice entered my ears and I tilted my head back to see him sleeping peacfully while sniffing my hair.

"Good morning."

I said while pushing back to move a bit away from his embrace to take a good look at his face. I recalled yesterday memories as my eyes ran all over the sleeping face of the handsome man next me who I call my