Serena's POV
I woke up with a delicious ache spreading through every muscle in my body. Sunlight streamed through the half-drawn curtains as I stretched carefully, wincing at the pleasant soreness.
"Morning, beautiful," Ryan murmured, his voice still rough with sleep. He propped himself up on one elbow, looking unfairly gorgeous with his tousled hair and sleepy eyes.
"Morning," I replied, unable to suppress my smile. "I think you broke me."
His lips curved into that smug smile I both loved and hated. "Complaints?"
"Not a single one." I leaned over to kiss him, but before things could escalate again, my phone started buzzing frantically on the nightstand.
Maya's name flashed across the screen. I groaned but reached for it anyway.
"Your timing is terrible," I answered
