CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

My eyes flutter open after what seems like days and there is sunlight pouring in through the blinds.

I see my gorgeous man lying peacefully next to me, one hand stretched across my stomach, the other arm hugging his pillow. I snuggle closer into Gavin’s chest, enjoying the warmth of his skin.

His face is so handsome while he sleeps, and I can’t stop myself from gliding my hands down his happy trail to rest upon his hips.

I kiss his jaw softly, rub my lips over the stubble there, and then step out of bed, intent on finding something to make breakfast for us.

Once I’m in his spacious kitchen, I pull out a pan from the cabinet and some eggs, milk, grated cheese, and sliced ham from the fridge.I also grab bacon and sausage links to make a grand breakfast for Gavin before he wakes up.

I turn on the radio, keeping the volume low and singing to myself along with Carrie Underwood. “Cowboy Casanova” has me dancing around his kitchen in my bare feet.

Once the omelets are made, I start on t