*** Raelynns POV*** I wake to the sound of someone moving around in the bathroom. I don’t even remember falling asleep but I’m surrounded by Brayden’s sent but the bed already feels cold. I get up stumbling and running my eyes making my way to the bathroom. I knock and then slowly open the door. Brayden has his head phones in not even noticing me walking in the bathroom. He’s wearing basketball shorts and no shirt as he brushes his teeth. As I walk towards him I can’t help but commit every line of the tattoos that spread from the back of his shoulders all the way down to his hands. His back is riddled with muscles flexing with each little movement I can’t help but reach out and touch him. My hands move up his back and start tracing his tattoos. B: Good Morning Violent One. Go lay back d

