Special Moment?

The luminous light sipping into the room through the glass window made Audrey squeeze in displeasure and she turned away, not wanting to wake up.

Cannon walks out of the bath, looking all breathtaking with the towel wrapped around him.

He walks to the bedside but doesn't bother waking her, his gaze lingers on her peaceful pretty face for a while before he turns away facing her with his back.

Audrey blinked away from her sleep and was met with his tall and perfect figure. She gulps down, feeling a sudden urge to have him.

"Stop imagining and think straight," she said to herself in her mind silently giving herself a wake-up call.

But as if compelled, she carries herself off the bed to where he was standing, circling him in between her small arms and hugging him from behind.

"Good morning," her voice was soft and soothing. She greedily takes in his fresh smell.

Cannon brushes his hair off his face, staring at the view of nature through the window.

"Slept well?" His question came.

Audrey