Our little family

21. I really like you

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Casey's POV

I woke up with the worst headache, my head spinning and I frowned as I tried to look around in pain.

Soon I realized I was in my own bed, panicing a bit when I couldn't tell right away where Sam was.

Then suddenly I noticed I wasn't alone.

I felt warmth beneath and around me and then I saw that I was cuddled against someone, their arm wrapped around my waist.

When i looked up I realised who it was laying in bed next to me and my breath quickened as I felt my heartbeat increasing.

The other looked so at peace, her closed eyes fluttering slightly.

If this wasn't the best possible way to wake up.

I had been cuddeled against Max's chest, my head under her chin and Sam in my arms, between the two of us.

Now that I had lifted my head gently I was looking at Max, sleeping deeply with a tiny frown on her face.

It made me smile and I had to resist the urch to whipe ot away.

She looked so gorgeous, attractive and sexy yet beautiful, gentle and vulnerable and I felt warmth spread through my body just looking at her.

I didn't know how to call it but I wished for this feeling that spread throughout my entire body like waves of warmth to never go away.

Sam was still sleeping aswell as Max and I snuggeled back onto the others warm body, feeling safe when I closed my eyes and never wanting to be anywhere else ever again.

I sighned contently, inhaling the familiar scent of peppermint and washing powder which managed to make me feel so at home.

A smile was still on my lips as I felt myself drifting back to sleep.

Max's POV

"Your ma- I mean Casey's still sleeping Sam"

I told him as I lifted the little boy up, smiling over his messy baby hair.

Then I got him out of bed along with myself to stop him from trying to wake the women up that was still sleeping so peacefully.

I smiled as I took one more glance at Casey, curled up in bed, some messy strains of hair in her face.

"Ma"

Sam suddenly blurred, reaching for the bed and my eyes whidened in shock.

"Oh hell nah, don't say that!"

I whispered loudly as I quickly carried him out the room.

Hopefully that was the only time he'd say that.

I left the bedroom, leaving the door halfway open to give Sam the feeling Casey wasn't far.

"Do you wanna play with this?"

I held up a toy I had found on the sofa and pressed it, which caused it to make a squeaking sound.

"Oh I think that's-"

Right in that moment Dixen came sprinting into the room, his paws making scratch noises on the wooden floor.

He jumped up and catched the toy from me, shaking it along with his whole head.

I had to laugh and Sam grunted slightly aswell.

"Hi Dixen"

I greeted with a chuckle and the bulldog let go of his toy as he noticed I was a stranger.