Violet Ankamah's POV.
I wake up, feeling a heavy weight on top of me.
Orion.
I wriggle around to get from underneath him, and I look at his face.
Knocked out cold.
He looks so good.
His thick dark brown lips are slightly parted, his long eyelashes so dark and up curled.
I start to move out of bed, and he wraps an arm around me, dragging me back.
"Where'd you think you're going?" He asks.
My stomach immediately erupts with butterflies.
If I have one weakness in this life...
It's a deep morning voice.
"Nowhere" I say softly.
He kisses my shoulder gently.
"I had fun last night" he says into my ear.
I snuggle into his chest.
"So did I" I tell him bashfully.
He kisses my neck and I hide the fact that I'm flushed under the quilt covers.
He laughs.
"Nah, don't be getting all shy now, when I was blowing your back out yesterday" he teases.
"Orion!" I gasp, chastising him and hiding a small chuckle.
He hugs me a little tighter and I rest my arms over his.
"Let me get up. I got morning breath" I say.
He nods.
"There's a spare toothbrush in the cabinet. When you're done, come cuddle me again. I'm not done" he says and I laugh at him.
"You are such a big baby" I say to him.
He shrugs.
"I think last night proved otherwise." He says.
I quickly hide my face and I get out of bed, picking a shirt from his top draw and wearing it.
He wolf whistles and catcalls as I walk towards the bathroom, so I make a show of it, swinging my hips and doing exaggerated poses.
I worked hard on this body, and the way I'm comfortable around him, I have no problem showing it.
I walk to the bathroom and I find the spare toothbrush.
I open it out of the packet and I take in my appearance.
Yikes.
Thankfully, after a few rounds, I got to clean myself up and wash the makeup off, before it could completely soil his pillow.
But still.
I'm just happy he didn't call me out on it.
I wash my face clean and I brush my teeth.
I take another glance at myself.
I look better.
I walk back into the bedroom and Orion looks up from his phone as I enter.
He puts it down and grins.
"C'mere" he says.
I walk up to the bed, and he drags the quilt to the side, making room for me to lay with him.
He now wears a pair of grey boxers and his breath smells fresh.
He must have gone to take care of business, while I was in the bathroom.
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Violets Are Blue
Romance(EDITING BUT COMPLETE) Roses Are Red And Violet Is Blue. Doctor Violet Ankamah is a surgeon and a great one at that. Her life is perfect. Her job is perfect. Her poise, natural elegance and cold demeanor, makes everyone around her fawn. It's alm...
