Hours before.
RYLEE
I scowled as I fixed my gaze on my sleeping mate. His hair was a tangled mess. It was longer than I'd ever seen it. The white towel wrapped around his waist had come undone, exposing one of his muscular thighs. I stared down at the tray of food in my hands, considering waking him up. He had been skipping meals. So, I had made up my mind to make him eat. On second thought, he probably didn't need my food.
I bit my lower lip as I set the tray down on the table and sat next to my mate. My hand hovered over his hair as I contemplated touching him. He groaned in his sleep, a crease appearing on his forehead. I gently combed my fingers through his silky locks, untangling them. His features softened and he relaxed.
I peered at his lengthy eyelashes, scoffing. He had the ki
