Rhys Pov
We both awoke to the sound of knocking on the front door. I groaned as Sage hissed in slight pain, a soft chuckle sliding from his lips as I lifted my head to look at him. His eyes were squinting from the harsh light pouring in through the window, since we didn’t get any blinds to block out the sunlight. All around us, boxes from my room were scattered throughout the room, the picture frames neatly propped up in the corner of the room. I had fallen asleep in between Sage’s legs, my head on his chest, my arms wrapped around his body as his hands were wrapped around mine. Gently, Sage lifted a hand and ran his fingers through my hair, an amused look on his face as he studied my hair. “Your hair is amazing,” he joked, teasing me. For some reason his curls never really looked wild in
