Essel’s Pov
Oh God, please don’t let him wake up and think I’m just some creepy teenage stalker who enjoys watching him from outside his bedroom window.
Honestly, I spent most of my time hoping that wouldn’t happen.
When I finally arrived, I peeked through the keyhole.
Aww, Akila was still fast asleep.
Okay, that definitely felt a bit stalker-ish.
I carefully started to open the door and quietly slipped into his room.
I scolded myself for acting on impulse; I can’t believe I didn’t change before doing this. I mean, I was in a tank top and really short shorts. Like, really short.
It took a moment for the reality of the situation to hit me.
I was in Akila’s bedroom.
I was certain my heartbeat was loud enough to rouse him from sleep.
WHAT WAS I THINKING?!
Walking into his room? At
