If it was not for the feeling of Stone's large arm resting on my stomach, then I would have thought it was a dream. It was out of this world. Earth shattering. I had never felt so seen nor so loved before.

Because I still believed it was a beautiful dream, I lifted the bedsheets and glanced underneath.

It was real and nothing could be better. Nothing. Out of this world was an understatement to describe what he made me feel. I could not articulate how amazing it felt waking up in his arms.

My bare body was firmly held by the pair of hands as I woke up on top of him. My chest rested against his and my feet were bundled between his knees.

Stone was awake when I looked up from my position on his torso. He was smiling down at me as he ran a hand through my hair.

"Morning Lurch." I spoke.

The sexy husky morning voice replied, "Morning Medusa."

I turned so I was fully lying on my front on him. I probably flashed him for a second in the process, but I wanted to see him better.

The sun that bounced off the green walls illuminated his sharp defined features and his god-like form. The sight looked like something that should be capture led and hung in an art museum. It was the best thing to wake up to.

We could not stop smiling at each other. We were still giddy and glowing from the night before.

He kissed my forehead as he asked, "How are you feeling, baby?"

"Like I have been impaled." I said in a humorous tone even though I was being deadly serious "Never mind Vlad. It should be Valentine the Impaler."

Stone grew frantic. He pulled up the covers and started scanning my body to make sure that I was fine.

"Relax. I am okay." I giggled as I pressed down on his chest

He let out a sigh of relief as he rested back on his pillow and tightened his grip on my hips.

"But seriously though," I began to say as I stuck my head under the covers which muffled the next part of my sentence "I think that while you were surfing your reproductive part got replaced with the kraken."

The giant moved his muscled arm to cover his face as he laughed. He laughed and laughed. It was for a good minute that I felt the tough vibrations underneath me.

I wished that I was exaggerating.

If the Knights of Camelot ever came looking for Excalibur, then I would point them in the direction of the giant who had it in his pants.

I swatted his chest "That is a reasonable explanation. It is the only that explains how it is so gigan—"

His hand cupped my face as he kissed me.

He pulled back with a small smile "You are wild."