***Ring! Ring! Ring!***
Rex groaned softly as his phone alarm blared into the quiet bedroom.
Reaching out with a heavy arm, he slapped the side of the nightstand and turned off the alarm, lingering in the warm dimness for a moment as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and scratched his messy black hair.
As he tried to roll over to stretch, he immediately felt an unexpected soft and warm pinned firmly against his right side and a heavy, soft weight anchored right under his armpit.
He glanced down. Elara Everhart was sound asleep, using his bare bicep as her personal pillow while her arms remained wrapped tightly around his torso like he was an oversized plush toy.
Her soft, voluptuous breast was flattened completely against his ribs, and through the thin, oversized white T-shirt she was wearing, he could clearly feel the sharp, subtle point of her hardened nipple pressing into his skin with every soft breath she took.
