Alexa's pov
Next morning…! 6:54am…!
I woke up with a strong urge of using the bathroom, I rip the blanket off me and made to get up but couldn't.
Something seems to be restricting me… I frown.
I look down and realize Xander's arm is tightly wrap around me, and we're sleeping on the couch… my mouth shape into an "O".
I clearly remember that last night I didn't let him into the bed, I made him sleep on the couch… But how I ended up being on the couch with him is a mystery.
With his arms so tight around my waist, how am I gonna get up?
I throw my head back onto the couch and sighed, why does this happen everytime… Darn you Scarlett!
*Don't curse at me, I was just cold and wanted some warmth!* Scar retorted in my head.
I rolled my eyes at her comment.
*Wolves ar
