‘ i don’t ever want to get out of this bed . ’ sascha exhales from underneath the mountain of blankets , stretching her arms above her head . her head’s still a mess following the previous night’s activities , but she’s feeling good nonetheless . there’s a slight tingle in her frame , and as she FINALLY opens her eyes to the sunlight bathing her bedroom . seeing a tuft of hair sticking out from beside her , a mischievous grin stretches across the mogul’s features . ‘ xavi , ’ she sing-songs , wiggling her frame closer . ‘ xavi , wake up . ’ she’s pouting now , but moves until she’s PERCHED right where she wants to be . ‘ wake up , i’m bored . ’ ( @xavierfm )











