When Riley's eyes fluttered open the next morning, a spread of confusion lingered all over her sleepy features. She groaned, then lifted her head to gaze into a pair of watching eyes —Lucian.
She jerked as a gentle gasp escaped her lips. Pushing away from him, she blinked rapidly. “Wh…why was my head on your chest? D–don't tell me you were watching me while I slept,”
“Good morning, Goldilocks. Did you sleep well?” Lucian smiled in response, his tone gruff.
A flush of embarrassment traveled through Riley, and as she remembered the events of the previous night, she blushed even harder.
Her eyes suddenly widened in horror and she threw the duvet off her body, jumping to her feet. “s**t! I have an early morning compulsory lecture today! How could I have dozed off like that?! What's the tim
