Zuri
The sound of metal clicking shut woke her up from the best sleep Zuri had in too long. But she was actually made to love this, right? To thrive around him? His scent, being around him, and lying next to him.
Except she watched him walk out of his closet in his underwear.
She glanced at the clock. Seven twelve. Nothing ever happened at seven twelve. Seven? Seven thirty? Sure.
“Sorry,” he whispered, “did I wake you?” He sild in behind her but why?
His hands came around her waist and pulled her into him. He ran his nose along the side of her face while peppering small, affectionate kisses.
How was this the same person that had hated her for lying to him?
Goddess, he was going to never want to speak to her again after all of this. If there was anything she learned about Brandon Gr
