It was surprising, but even after all the exertion of the night before, Violet woke up feeling strong and full of vitality. If anything, she was the first one awake and had to rouse the others.
"Come on, it's morning already," she said, tugging on Roman's arm.
All he did was pull her back into bed instead.
"Just a minute more," Roman murmured sleepily, dragging her into the warmth of his chest until there was absolutely no space left for her to move.
"Roman, I have training," Violet reminded him, her words muffled against his bare muscles. Gods, he smelled too good and she was dangerously tempted to compromise for just one more minute.
The bed suddenly tipped.
Before she could react, Violet was lifted clean out of Roman's arms. She blinked in surprise and found herself staring up at Griffin.
