Chapter 23
IRIS POV
I wake up and stare at the navy satin sheets between my fingers. Confusion hits me like a wave. I slowly start to remember everything that happened yesterday and feel a big hand resting around my waist. I slowly turn around to find Eric. Fast asleep. I don’t feel panicked at all as I take in his beautiful peaceful face. I just watch him still in amazement that he is real. Alive and here with me now. I peek at his shirtless form under the sheets, still wearing his black jeans from the previous night. I can’t help, but feel the desire to run my hand over his muscles. He was certainly not a boy any more. As I looked at him I couldn’t help, but wished that we were at home and the slaughter never happened.
“Don’t do that,” he suddenly whispers and I see his eyes open u
