“Oh my God, Chewy!” I squealed. “Stop shouting. I’m dreaming,” he groaned, wrapping his arm around me a little tighter. “Yeah. I’m aware. You’ve got yourself a little morning situation.” My voice was still groggy after sleeping through the night for the first time in days. “And Chewy Junior is poking me in the butt.” I glanced over my shoulder to see him open one eye as he took me in.
