Soraya's POV
Was I really going to go to school like this?
My hand stayed on the hickey on my neck, and I froze as I heard Darius stirring. He was waking up . I kept my gaze on the mirror, trying to distract myself but then I caught sight of him sitting up on the bed.
"Soraya?" His voice sounded groggy from sleep but intoxicating and it made my heart skip a beat. I didn't answer him… I couldn't. I still felt completely shy, holding the blanket around me.
"Won't you look at me, mate," he teased as he leaned back on the pillows.
I swallowed hard and turned my gaze cautiously to meet his, promising myself I'd only look at his face and not lower.
"Um… good… good morning," I stammered.
"Good morning… my love," he said naturally, stretching a little. His casual tone made
