CHAPTER 55
Groaning, I picked up the book lying on my chest and kicked off the comforter. A contented smile spread on my lips as my gaze landed on the couch. With a bit of persuasion, Tristan had agreed to sleep on the couch instead of on the floor.
Supporting my head with my elbows, I watched him for a few minutes. He looked so peaceful while sleeping. Leaning closer, I was going to kiss him when my gaze landed on his chest. A startled gasp left my lips, and I staggered back. When Tristan had said that the wounds would heal by morning, I hadn’t expected him to mean it literally.
There wasn’t even a faint scar on his marble like skin. Biting my lower lip, I ran my fingertips over his chest, tracing lines where there were wounds earlier. The gashes had really healed.
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