Amelie's eyes fluttered open. She felt sore, especially in the lower part of her body. She looked at her surroundings, feeling the gentle warmth of her mate's scent in the room. Her eyes moved to the clock, and they widened.
"It's 1 p.m.!" She exclaimed in shock and sat up. She found she had a robe on her body, and a smile formed on her lips. "It must be Gabriel," she murmured. As Amelie attempted to get down from the bed, she felt her legs feel heavy.
"You're awake, babe."
Amelie turned her head at that voice and saw that those violet eyes were looking affectionately at her. It was a matter of a second, and he was in front of her. His hand rested above her head as he caressed it down before holding her hand.
"Forgive me for being so rough last night. I could not control myself," Gabriel said, feeling guilty.
"Don't say that. I loved it," Amelie said, a hue of red formed on her cheeks, and she lowered her eyes, feeling shy. "Did you put this robe on me?"
