Chapter 150 – Bright Light Of Morning

• I wake up blinking to the chirping sound of Kent’s phone and I groan a little as I turn over in Kent’s arms. But when I look at his face, I grin to see that he hasn’t woken up yet.
• Apparently he really does need his wake-the-dead alarm clock to get him up in the mornings, especially after a night of confessions. I smile as I take in the sight of Kent’s handsome face in repose. And then, slowly at first, I start to laugh as I take in the sight of him – this gigantic, fierce, scary man – wrapped up in my floral comforter, his feet hanging off the end of the bed that’s too small for him.
• Even though the alarm doesn’t work my laughter clearly does, and Kent starts to open his eyes. Then, predictably, he glares at me. “What’s so funny,” he murmurs.