Bentley and Nova spent the rest of their afternoon in each other's arms, a feat that didn't seem possible but he could testify that he hasn't had such a peaceful sleep in a long time.
He woke up first, rubbing his eyes slightly and then he turned to his side and saw Nova sleeping gently on his chest, her face serene in sleep. He scoffed as he remembered her calling him a Chameleon. And then he remembered that she cried before stepping into his room, telling him that she missed her mother and felt lonely in his house.
Maybe he wasn't so nice to his guest. It wouldn't be bad if he made her happy. But before Bentley could do anything further, he paused for a moment. As he stared up at the ceiling, he remembered how dramatic he was with her earlier. He had never spoken to a woman like that b
