CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Alison
A yawn crept up on Alison as she curled her hair. She had barely slept last night, her nerves keeping her up. Hopes that having Kaden here would help her relax were shot to hell when it was three o’clock and she was still wide awake. His snoring didn’t help.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she was depressed to see her hair was still flat. This isn’t working. Ditching the curling iron, she turned her attention to her face. Ugh, I look like a sad clown. Her makeup looked messy. After washing it all off, she started over again.
“Doll, are you still getting ready?” Kaden poked his head into the bathroom. “You look amazing. You smell even better.” He cooed as he pulled her close to him, and his nose buried in her hair tickled her neck.
Being in his arms helped
