The room is bathed in sunlight when I wake up. I try to move but I realize my legs are tangled with someone's legs.
Wait, what?
Turning slowly, I remember that I'm in Kain's bed. I lift my head cautiously to peek at him and he is breathing softly, his eyes closed. He is still asleep.
I finally get the chance to gaze at his face without him noticing. I realize that I never really had an opportunity to look at him because I always averted my gaze whenever our eyes met.
I notice that his lashes are long, fanning over his eyes as he sleeps peacefully. His jaw is prominent and his cheekbones are high. Very light stubble is dotting his cheeks and I resist the urge to run my fingers over it.
I need to go to the bathroom. The problem is, I have to climb over him or wake him up. I settle for the former. I'm not sure what time he came back so I don't want to wake him up before he gets enough sleep.
Very stealthily with my eyes on his face, I start my short journey of getting past him without alerting him. I'm still wearing Gianna's short dress and if Kain wakes up while I'm on top of him, I'll simply die.
I manage to heave one leg over him and I prepare myself to jump. I hold myself steady, dreading falling on my face.
The moment I'm right on top of him with my legs on either side of his waist, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me against him.
Shit.
I start to fight to break away from his firm embrace but he doesn't release me. I'm lying on top of him, my chest pressed against his naked one and my face in level with his.
He opens his eyes and I don't miss the glint of mischief in them. He looks at me then, his eyes lazy with sleep.
I'm sure my face is fifty shades of red. He was awake all along when I was trying to crawl over him. This is the most embarrassing situation I've ever been in.
I manage to heave one leg over him and I prepare myself to jump. I hold myself steady, dreading falling on my face.
The moment I'm right on top of him with my legs on either side of his waist, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me against him.
Shit.
I start to fight to break away from his firm embrace but he doesn't release me. I'm lying on top of him, my chest pressed against his naked one and my face in level with his.
He opens his eyes and I don't miss the glint of mischief in them. He looks at me then, his eyes lazy with sleep.
I'm sure my face is fifty shades of red. He was awake all along when I was trying to crawl over him. This is the most embarrassing situation I've ever been in.
"What are you trying to do?" He asks me, his eyes searching my face.
"Climbing out of bed."
"You could have done that like a normal human being, Belle." I don't miss the hint of laughter in his tone.
"Climbing out of bed."
"You could have done that like a normal human being, Belle." I don't miss the hint of laughter in his tone.
"You were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you up."
"Well, you did
"Well, you did

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