Chapter 42 Good Mornng
- The sun was trying to penetrate through the thick, expensive curtains, hanging richly all the way down the french windows, touching the carpeted floor.
- The warmth was spreading all through his face, then it was moving lazily down his limbs.
- Mike exhaled slowly, trying to make himself open his eyes and remind his brain that it was a day already. Quite a bright one at that.