Claire's POV
I woke up with bare muscular arms securely around me. I looked ahead and saw Emma and Nate still asleep.
I turned over to see Sammy with his lips apart and his breathing steady. I wish I could get used to this.
"Stop staring at me, weirdo," sammy giggled, as I realized I had been looking at his features for quite awhile.
I smiled widely, sitting up enough to kiss his cheek.
"you're blushing so hard, babe," he wrapped his arms tighter around my waist and smiled, "you're so cute. Man, I could get used to waking up to you."
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Mine // Sam Wilkinson
FanfictionClaire was just a girl from a small town who had a love for a boy who didn't know she existed until the day he only had eyes for her.
