Maeve’s POV
I woke up in a cocoon of warmth. I tried to stretch out, but it felt like I was pressed against a concrete wall with something tight wrapped around me preventing my movements. I wiggled to try and escape, but it seemed to cause whatever was trapping me to close in tighter to my body. Panicking, I managed to move around to get a visual of my surroundings.
But to my surprise, I came face to face with Ashton. He was sleeping so peacefully, all of his worries having seemingly melted away. His warm breath was coming out softly and tickled my forehead. His hair was sticking up in different angles and his lips were slightly parted. His face held a child like innocence when he slept. Slowly I raised my hand to caress his cheek.
His breath hitched at the light contact and I quickly
