A soft moan left my mouth as I opened my eyes, the morning light shining upon my face. I felt happy for once, I felt things again after six long agonizing, painful months of feeling nothing. I rolled onto my other side and faced the sleeping devil who helped me escape my own self.
I laid my head back on my pillow, curling up against him, draping my arm over his bare waist. He left a soft, deep, husky groan out before his arms wrapped around mine and I felt his soft lips against my forehead.
His lips stayed on my forehead for a moment before his lips left them. "Good morning babygirl." He said in his deep, husky tone, sending shivers throughout my body. "Good morning." I whispered back. "Good morning what?" He asked with his daddy voice. That is what I call it. "Good morning daddy Ashton." I said while I tilted my head up to look into his electric blue orbs.
He nodded his head in his approving way. "It's been awhile since you've called me that so I will let you get back into the hang of it." He said. "It shouldn't be long, then I will be back in the hang of it." I said. He nodded with a soft smile one his lips before his face went serious.
"We need to talk about us. We need to talk about everything." He said seriously. I nodded in understandment.
