Tossing and turning in her bed for the hundredth time, Sari sighs and sits straight. Her bed side was empty and somehow she was missing her personal heater. Her eyes lands on the thermostat wondering if she should rather increase the temperature; nah! I am okay.
She lays back, bringing her duvet underneath her legs. A hand cups her forehead replaying the last incident.
Flashback
She feels Adrian’s eyes and grows nervous. Stealing a glance, he was amused at something. Being conscious, she wipes her mouth away with the back of her hand and Adrian tsked his tongue.
“Stop it.” She mumbles to which his eyebrow shots up.
“Stop what?” He asks teasingly and she groans.
Then his phone buzzes and the cockiness fades away. Her eyes traveled down to the screen which was lying between them and
