Guardian Angel: Ch.3 (A Naughty Christmas Romance)

I feel my mouth lift slightly in a half-smile. I think I’m kind of awake, and kind of still asleep, but I’m pretty sure that I can feel something tickling my arm and shoulder.

I’m slowly drifting into consciousness, becoming more and more aware of my surroundings as I come awake.

I feel feathers insistently brush against my bare shoulder, tickling my skin and making me giggle like an idiot.