eyes adapted

The phone rang, stirring Steven into consciousness.
“Hello,” he said, his voice thick with disuse.
“Steven?”
“Hey, Dad.” Steven rolled out of bed and blinked as his eyes adapted to daylight.
“Did I wake you?”
“No, no. I was working.”
“We just wanted to see how you’re doing.”
“I’m fine.”
Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances
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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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