MAYA
My eyes faintly awoke to Desmond’s peaceful face before me. How did I land here? I asked myself as I reviewed the room. It was one I had grown accustomed to. Desmond’s room. His hands were curled around my waist and our legs were intertwined under the bed sheet. My brows arched into a frown, wondering how all these things were happening. The last thing I remembered was leaving New York, living a peaceful life with my father and my annoying friend, Terry. That was the extent of it. How I got here I didn’t know but I was going to enjoy the moment while it lasted. There was no point thinking about how the magic happened. I stared at his peaceful face, looking bright and handsome as ever. I was about to touch those pink lips of his when I felt soft warm breaths against my chest. It was c
