"Stop it, let me sleep more." I murmur, smiling as I stretch my legs under the warm covers, ready to continue my nap, but the ticklish movement of something on my face suddenly starts all over again, making me to groan out in frustration as I shoot my eyes open, my blurriness clearing up to reveal a devil trailing his finger in my face.
I'm too shock to believe in what my eyes have just seen. Is this a dream or is Mr Jay seriously laughing with his teeth out? This can't be real, right? I mean, it's easier to visit the pyramid of Egypt in Africa than to see this man's teeth, what the heck am I really imagining? His eyes seems to hold a hint of excitement probably still reminiscing about the cuddles that had happened between us earlier. It was all we did, he didn't even attempt to do more t
