At His Mercy
“It took Elena about ten seconds to remember where she was, and another thirty to gather up the strength to open her eyes. Oh, she was so sleepy, and achy all over. It was a good achy, the kind that came from using muscles that hadn’t been tested in a long time.
Kyler lay next to her, his torso uncovered, the crisp white sheets a sharp contrast to his tanned skin and dark features.
“I don’t want to wake up.” She snapped her eyes shut, wishing they had more time just to be together, another day. Week. Month.
Monday already. She hated Mondays.
“Come on, sleepyhead. I want you to have a good breakfast before heading to work.”
“Do I have time to eat? What time is it?” She lifted her heavy head and squinted at the glowing red numbers on the clock.
“Yes. Breakfast’s the most important meal of the day. You’ll just have to make time.”
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