Alyssa lay sound asleep next to me. We had a late night. I know she will be exhausted. I have been awake for a while but haven’t moved. I plan on making us breakfast and letting her sleep until it is ready.

I glanced down at her from my sitting position. She is beautiful. The most beautiful woman I have ever had in my life. I reach down and gently stroke her cheek. I keep my touch light, not wanting to wake her.

I sigh deeply. “You are changing me, Alyssa, I don’t know how to cope with…”

I have been in denial for too long. Every day I spend with her, my feelings get stronger. My walls are crumbling. If I’m truly honest, they have been since the beginning of our relationship. The fact that I told her the real story of what happened to my mother should have made me realize it. It is not something I share with anyone.

I do everything to care for her, protect her, and ensure she has everything she needs. I could use my role as her Dominant as the excuse, but it is more than that. She does the same for me, even if she doesn’t realize it. It is thanks to her that my nightmares are less frequent and less brutal. I don’t know what to think about having never allowed myself to be so vulnerable and open around anyone.

It is hard to believe she was right there in front of me for so long, and I could never imagine how much of an impact she would have on my life, especially since we didn’t get along at first.

A part of me wants to run and put a distance between us. She terrifies me. Our relationship terrifies me. I could try and leave, but it wouldn’t matter. It wouldn’t work. I would return to her. She has become such a massive part of my life in such a short space of time. I truly believe I would be lost without her.

I sigh, pull away, and climb out of bed. I pull on joggers since I am naked. Even after all the sex at the party, we still had a few rounds when we returned. Last night was a lot of fun. I hope she agrees to go to others with me. I know Alyssa liked everything about it.

She and Angelina have made plans to meet for dinner and drinks next weekend. I believe they are going to be good friends. Yes, I was worried when they started connecting because I could sense the connection between them. All those worries had disappeared by the end of the night. Angelina will be good for her.

I head to the kitchen and make breakfast. It will be a good distraction. I chose to make scrambled eggs with cheese, spinach, and tomatoes on a wholemeal flatbread.

It won’t take long. I make a fresh pot of coffee and protein smoothies for each of us. It is a hearty breakfast with the right amount of protein. She will need her energy back. We won’t be doing much today. We can have a day in, relaxing and doing what she wants. The rest would do her good.

I finish making breakfast and plate it up, placing it all on a large tray. We can have breakfast in bed to start the day. I hoped she would stay asleep until I prepared everything so we can do exactly that.

As I return to the bedroom, Alyssa is beginning to stir. She slowly sits up, stretching and yawning.

“Good morning, baby girl,” I greet.

She jumps. She must not have heard me come in. Alyssa runs her fingers through her messy hair and smiles brightly.

“Good morning, handsome.”

“How are you feeling?” I ask and head over to the bed.

“Good. I am still tired and sore but feeling great.” She pushes herself up.

I set the tray down on the bedside table and climb into bed next to her.

I kiss her softly. “You can get some more sleep after breakfast.”

“Maybe. Have you been awake long?” she asks, concern in her voice. She is worrying that I haven’t had much sleep.

“Since seven,” I answer honestly.

She sighs. “We didn’t fall asleep until four. You should try to get some more sleep, too, babe—”