NALA’s POV
Edited
I wake up to a hand wrapped around my body possessively. I am tempted to stay in the comfort of Don's arms, but I have to go to school. I move away quietly to get cleaned up.
I have my bath and get dressed in tight jeans and a strapless black top. I brush my hair and let it down.
I have no idea how I got to the room. Maybe Claire helped me or maybe Don.
Don, I have to talk to him before I leave for school. I go downstairs for breakfast.
"Morning," I say, smiling at Claire.
"You look horrible," Claire says, and I laugh.
"I know," I say in between laughter.
"I am just kidding."
"Really?"
"Yup. You are really beautiful."
I blush, "Thanks." I say.
"That's why Sir can't stop staring at you," she says.
"He does?" I ask in disbelief.
