My eyes fluttered open, rays of sunlight escaping the window and shining right on my eyes. I closed my eyes in irritation and rolled to the other side of the bed but I was stopped when I felt a body.
I groaned in realization, I finally opened my eyes again only your see Bryce sound asleep on the bed with me.
Deja vu.
He looks so peaceful as he sleeps, how can someone look this hot while sleeping.
This is a criminal offense.
I noticed a faint scar on this forehead which I seem to have missed during our interaction. I couldn't help but wonder what’s the story behind the scar.
”You can talk a picture, it lasts longer.” I was startled by his voice, he soon opened his eyes which added to my nerves.
Stay cool, Mel.
”I wasn't staring.” I denied, shifting a little bit noticing our faces a
