Akira woke up in the morning with Mia still curled against him, breathing softly and evenly. Three toe-curling orgasms in one night must have pushed her to her physical limit, and she's still recharging.
The early morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in shades of grey.
He'd managed maybe two hours of actual sleep, but the Iron Glucose Recovery kept him feeling sharp, energised even. No grogginess, no exhaustion… just pure, focused alertness.
His mind was already made up about the basketball team. He'd go to practice, thank Coach for the opportunity, and politely decline.
The spotlight was already too bright, and adding official team commitments, plus more females, while he's still balancing out his current, would only complicate things further.
"Are you sure about that, darling?" Ai asked. "Joining the team offers significant route opportunities."
