Charlotte's P.O.V.
As soon as I was in the hallway, I could hear a loud snoring sound coming from my old room. I giggled, as I opened the door, seeing Mason was lying on his stomach on my bed. His hair was even more spikier than usual and his mouth was lying open, his bottom lip vibrating as he inhaled, producing a sound as if he was cutting down a huge tree with an electrical saw. I sat down on the edge of my bed while I looked at my mate. He looked like the cutest thing on the planet right now. I didn’t even want to wake him up and just sat there, staring at him. My fingers leaned in towards his hair as they ran through it, his hair felt soft. I could tell he didn’t need to use a lot of hair products to keep it up. Nature just decided to give him the best assets that they could give him
