I stayed the whole night in Jonathan’s arms. It was a soothing feeling. I never thought I’ll get cosy with someone. The date night went more than I thought it would go. After talking, we just sat and cuddled and slept under the sheets together. No matter how much I wanted to ignore it, Jonathan Ramsey was changing me.
I wake up first, at 6 in the morning. This time I stay. I watch him lay there, sleeping peacefully. Even though he was unconscious, watching him made me feel butterflies in my stomach as if I was a 16-year-old teenage girl looking at her first crush. I forgot this feeling a long time ago.
I brush my fingers on the side of his face, and Jonathan wakes up. He opens his eyes and smiles instantly after watching me being there with him.
“You stayed this time,” Jonathan says.
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