You are mine

Courtney's POV

It was morning when I woke up, and I turned to see a very handsome and drool worthy man laying beside me. Damn! The thoughts of all our activities last night came flooding into my mind, and I smiled. I let myself go, and I didn't regret it one bit.

I gently got up from the bed, careful not to wake my soundly sleeping mate up. I knew that I needed to shower. I was sweaty and my body was sticky. From how fresh my mate looked and scented, I could tell that he did when I had fallen asleep. I didn't want to be the dirty one.

I walked into the closet, and I was amazed again at the neatly arranged sections of clothes there. He even separated casual clothes from outing clothes and from underwears. He fucking got me underwears! Did he plan these out by himself? Everything was too organized, and I was afraid of taking something out of place.

I took two towels from the underwear section. Of course, I brought my towels, but this one faintly carried his scent and I wanted it on me.