|| Author POV ||
The next morning.
Rosa got ready for the exam. She remembered falling asleep in his car last night and waking up in her bed this morning.
When she stood infront the mirror, one thing kept replaying in her mind like a maddening rhythm.. He had kissed her.
She couldn’t forget it even for a second. And the way his lips felt against hers.
She headed downstairs, she didn’t feel like eating. Maybe just a glass of juice would do.
As she approached the dining table, her steps faltered. Her gaze drifted toward the joined kitchen.
Killian was standing by the fridge, tilting his head back as he drank straight from a water bottle, gulping it down in one go. The muscles in his throat shifted with each gulp.
Rosa stood frozen, her breath catching when her gaze dropped to the lon
