Melia’s Point of View
I snuggle into the warmth wrapped around me, and take a deep breath.
How does he always smell this good?
My mind drifts back to last night and a smile tugs at the corners of my mouth.
I pull back slightly, looking at him. My eyes roam over his handsome face and I can't stop myself from running my fingers along his stubled jaw.
“If you keep looking at me like that, we aren’t leaving this bed today.”
He suddenly speaks, his voice still rough with sleep.
I freeze, my hand hovering over his jaw.
“Oh... You're awake...”
I say with a nervous smile and he smirks at me.
“For a while now, yes. Unfortunately for you.”
“Why is that unfortunate for me?”
“Well, if I were asleep, you could keep admiring me in peace. I didn't mean to ruin your moment.”
He says cockily a
