His lover

Jordan had fallen asleep in my arms the previous night, while clutching onto me like his life depended on it. It was strange to see him so clingy and his constant request that I do not leave him was beginning to bother me in as much as it made me understand that he wanted me.

I opened my eyes, since I could no longer sleep. It was morning and I was supposed to be out of bed already. But the morning was extra ordinarily cold and I liked being cuddled by him than being away from bed.

“Do you still want to sleep?” his voice suddenly came from behind me as his hot breath fanned my neck. I smiled, loving the sound of his voice first thing in the morning and adjusted myself to turn around so I could look at him. His eyes were sparkling and it made me crave for coffee so bad or hot chocolate and his smile had returned to his face, easing my heart.

“How long have you been awake?” I asked and he scrunched his nose.

“Morning breath, wife…” he began and I paled. My face heated up immediately aft