Ariana's POV -
"Where are you going?" I ask him, yawning behind my hand as I sit up in bed. I straighten out his shirt and pull up my jog-ging bottoms underneath the covers. My clothes are crumpled and need washing but I have to wear something when I leave his apartment.
"I have a few business things to sort out, where are you going?" Alex asks me, pulling on a shirt. I pout unhappily as he covers up his gorgeous body and he grins widely at me, showing off his toothy smile.
"I have to go home," I say, stepping out of his bed. I miss the warmth of his sheets and Alex's body pressed against mine.
"Why? Stay here."
I spin around and look at him, one eyebrow raised in surprise.
"You want me to stay here?" I question him, unable to believe his words. Alex simply nods, shrugging casually.
