Iris POV
I woke up the next morning, feeling weak and tired but nonetheless, happy and jubilant.
Finally, all the drama of ‘I like you, I don’t like you’ was done and over and to serve as confirmation, he was sleeping by my side on the same bed.
He looked so gorgeous and gentle as he slept like a day old babe. There was a way my heart felt anytime I looked at him and it had to be one of the best feeling in the world.
I wanted to touch him but I felt resistant, probably because until last night, he had been in denial of his feelings for me.
But the urge to touch him overcame my resistance and I placed my palm over his chin. He had a little stubble beard which grazed my palm roughly and I found myself smiling uncontrollably
I was going to be eighteen in three days and I knew deep d
