Liana
I was as stiff as a stone statue, no movement, just lying dead beside him on the bed, while he was sound asleep. Even the slightest movement, and he would wake up.
The whole night my eyes were focused on him, a strange feeling running down my veins, and Sia was shifting more than she should. Something about his scent was evoking a response in her.
Staring at his face for almost an hour, I didn't even realize when I fell asleep. The next time my eyes opened, my right arm was on his chest, my leg above his thigh, and my face inches closer to his neck.
My cap was on the floor and my hair was loose, shrouding the mattress.
This is the worst. Holding back the anxiety, I slowly slipped away from his arms, back to my side, then got out of the bed. Like the wind, I tied my hair and pu
