When I woke up in the morning I looked at the person next to me and I just smiled. Saint ... the sunlight covers his handsome face so I can't help but marvel at his face. He is really handsome.
I would have stood up when Saint tightened his embrace with me. I looked at him again and sighed, Saint is really clingy if you ask me. Instead of standing up, I just lay down on his bed again and just stared at his handsome face.
"Quit staring, baby ..." I heard him say. I just laughed at what Saint said and at the same time I laughed when he woke up with his eyes.
And there I saw his beautiful red and brown eyes. His eyes were wide and he was obviously just awake.
"Klea?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you like me?" I just turned to Saint, since last night he has repeatedly asked me if I like him. Why is this m
