A way out?

The soft sound of snoring wakes me, as I turn my head, smiling up at a sleeping Maverick. So much for him not sleeping. Though not that I can blame him. Yesterday was a crazy day and last night…my cheeks heat as I remember what we did. So out of the usual for me, but still so precious. I watch him as his chest rises and falls; me wrapped up in his arms and then I lean forward, dropping a gentle kiss on his cheek.

His arms tighten on me, and I chuckle.

“How long have you been awake?” I ask him and he smirks, eyes still closed.

“You don’t think I actually snore, do you?” he looks amused with himself as I roll my eyes.

“Honestly, I thought it was sexy. It’s a shame you don’t actually snore.” I tease, and his eyes open, focusing on me. Then he quickly closes them, snoring loudly, his chest heaving up and down with effort and his lips upturned with a flirty grin. He peeks open one eye, watching me.

“How’s that? Super sexy?” He asks, and I snort out a laugh.

“Oh, I can hardly restrain