𝐌𝐬. 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧

𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 mornings were always supposed to be pleasant. Waking up after having a night out with friends or family, or even your significant other, and resetting so you have a clean slate for the start of the next week has been a regime that Quinn has acquainted herself with.

So, waking up on this lovely Sunday morning was no different.

Feeling as refreshed as ever, her eyes fluttered open as she cuddled more into the warmth of her pillow, exhaling deeply as she let the warmth of her plush duvet enclose around her.

Stirring awake, she began to move her limbs, trying to regain consciousness to look at the time on her phone, but she couldn't move to grab the device from her bedside table.

Squinting her eyes with confusion, she fully opened her eyes and looked up, which was a challenge, seeming as though an arm was wrapped around her head, holding her against her– pillow?

Holy mother of-

"Stop moving baby, go back to sleep." A husky voice whispered from right next to her, pulling her body closer to it as they got comfortable once more.

Quinn's eyes bulged out of her head, her breath hitching dramatically as she took in her surroundings.

Looking through her curtains, she knew it couldn't be any later than six in the morning, with the still dark sky.

Craning her neck up, the sight before her had her almost peeing her pants.

Wait... her pants?

Where are her pants?

Carefully untangling the handsome giant off of her, she didn't give herself any room or leeway to admire how captivating Ignacio was in the morning. She had to freak out and didn't want to embarrass herself more than she already had.

Standing to her full height carefully on the side of her bed, she ran her hands down her torso, realizing that this was not one of her extremely oversized university shirts.

This was Ignacio's shirt.

There were only three buttons done out of the entire shirt, directly in the middle so that the garment didn't slip off her body, which meant her breasts were one step away from being fully exposed, most likely meaning Iggy had an amazing experience while they were asleep.

With a small huff, Quinn quickly treaded to her bathroom, ignoring the mall ache on both her inner thighs, and turned on one of her lowlights, gasping dramatically at the sight she saw in the mirror.

Oh. My. God.

Craning her neck in different directions to get a good look at her neck, she gawked at the love bites that were imprinted on her skin, her eyes continuing the trail of desire down to her chest, which had the most damage.