HAZEL POV
My thighs are warm. I tried to blink my eyes open, but I couldn't. A hand slides up my thighs, up to my underwear.
My eyes snapped open. I looked down to see Killian's head between my thighs.
"Oh my God, get your hands off me," I shout, trying to slap his hand away.
Killian didn't flinch. His thumb pressed down on my p***y before his eyes slowly locked onto mine.
"You're loud for someone who slept for twelve hours straight." He lets go of my thighs and stood, his chest bare. I shouldn’t be getting notions now, but Killian’s body is sculpted like a god.
“What the hell is wrong with you, Killian? I was asleep,” I croak.
The bastard did not answer but kept on staring at me. I looked around the place.
“Whose place is this?”
“Mine.”
“I thought you lived at the fraternity hou
