Meredith woke up to the possessive male hands on her breast. She blushed when she saw the position, they were sleeping in. Atlas was sleeping on her chest with his hand under her shirt, holding her breast.
Her gaze darted to his face and a soft smile tugged at her lips. She stared at his calm expression while he was sleeping and her stomach fluttered with butterflies. She couldn't believe such a perfect man was hers.
Heat crawled on her face as she remembered last night. It was a wonderful feeling and new experience. Surprising she didn't feel any ache or sore right now. The medicine Atlas had given her worked wonders.
"No..No…Mom…"
"Wake up….don't leave me…"
Atlas suddenly cried and her heart thudded violently in her chest.
"Cassandra…No….No…" He panted.
"Atlas! Wake up,"
Atlas thrashed as he rolled away from her. His hips arched as his legs kicked restlessly
"Atlas." Meredith reached for the bedside lamp while swallowing the lump in her throat
