Chapter forty
Jasira Sanders POV
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I'm not sure what I thought when I asked Adrian to sleep with me.
I just wanted to find a pattern with my nightmares. Obviously, I know that with Oliver, my nightmares didn't change or worsen.
With Leonardo, it didn't get worse. I still had my mind ruin my night by telling me the ways of how I can die.
So, I wanted to know what the pattern is for Adrian.
But now, with him on the other end of the bed, I'm unable to catch myself together. I have the urge to steal glances at him. My stomach is burning, I feel the nerves.
I hate the way the bed moves when he moves his body. He's just inches away. If I turn around and move a bit to the other end, I'll touch him. I can trace his skin, notice the scars on his body, and obviously be close to him.
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