Kevin POV
I woke up with a mild headache and a dead arm.
When I turned, Briella was curled next to me, snoring gently. I smiled, pushing back her hair as I stared at her face. I had to give it to myself, I had a knack for sleeping with only the best women. I couldn’t believe I’d added my uncle’s collection to the pile.
Stretching, while trying not to wake her, I slowly roused, placing her head gently on the sofa and rose to my feet. Padding barefoot, I crossed the room to the tiny kitchen and poured myself a glass of water. Just as I tried to pour myself a second glass, Briella stirred.
She groaned in pain, holding her head as she slowly adjusted into a sitting position.
“Oh, my head!” she groaned again.
I poured her a glass of water, grabbing some aspirin from the kitchen drawer as I came towards her.
“Drink this,” I said quietly “It’ll help.”
