I’m so comfy, wrapped up like a burrito, but as I feel a pair of lips brush over my cheek, my eyes slip open, wanting to see the man before me.
“Do you ever sleep?” I mumble as his lips flutter over mine.
Quinn chuckles, kissing my chin. “I sleep enough. And besides, it’s hard getting a decent night’s sleep with you being all over the bed.”
I blush, as this isn’t the first time he’s told me this. It’s hard to share, especially when I’ve never had to before.
Quinn leans on his side, head propped up on his palm, looking down at me. “So I was thinking…” He pauses, mulling over what to say next. “Will you go out with me?”
I choke on air, my bodily functions refusing to operate until I clarify what he means.
“Go…out with you?” I ask slowly, raising my eyebrows.
Quinn clears his throat. I
