James actually spent the night at Freya’s house, he stayed in his mistress’s house; much less held her in his arms the whole night. Adrian was going to throw a fit when/if he found out about this, but James didn’t really care. It’s was Freya asked for and as her butler, he would do what she asked whether it was within their code of conduct or not. But, deep down inside, he wanted to stay outside of his job. He would have said yes despite his position.

Something echoed in his ears and caused James to stir from his deep slumber. He let out a small moan when he heard his name but it took a moment for him to realize who’s voice was calling to him. His blue eyes flickered opened, seeing that Freya was now facing him. His fine lips moved into a small tired smile, “Good morning…” He said softly as he loosened his grip on her and stretched his long arms above his head. 

Slowly he sat up and pulled the cover off of them. “You go to the bathroom and I’ll start breakfast.” He said with a soft yawn before getting to his feet and offering her his hand.