Chapter 51: Wakie wakie

Aniston's POV

This morning I woke up feeling refreshed.

I smiled any chance I got. I snuck into Stormi's room because I felt the need to tell him in detail about last night.

When I got to his room, he was still undercover snoring softly like a pregnant snow bear.

I took off my slippers and climbed on top of his bed and started jumping and yelling "Wakie Wakie! Stormi, it's morning!"

As a reply, he pushed me off his bed and I landed on the floor on my butt. I don't think he is a morning person.

I went around and pulled the blanket off his body but he curled up in a fetal position and kept sleeping. He was in his gray boxer. Storm was practically naked from waist up, a lesser girl would drool but I didn't.

I got the matured and older version of Stormi last night.

"Storm! It's morning, wake up!"

I grabbed his left leg and started pulling him out of bed. He fell on the rug beside the bed, he only groaned and cursed inwardly but his eyes remained close.

I sat on top of him and peeped clos