The next morning, I woke up and took a long, relaxing shower. I dressed in jeans and a white peasant-style top that showed off my shoulders.
I had an hour before Jess was due to pick me up, so I decided to grab some breakfast.
Walking into the living room, I found Jayden asleep on the couch. He was lying on his back, snoring softly.
He was shirtless, wearing only his jeans, and his bare feet were crossed at the ankles. His arms were stretched above his head, revealing his rose and barbed wire tattoo on his bicep. I watched the rise and fall of his chest as he slept.
I reached down and touched the tip of my finger to his tattoo. Suddenly, he woke up and grabbed the front of my top.
He swung me under him and pressed a hidden blade to my throat.
His eyes cleared, and he was panting down
