I blinked my eyes open as I felt something hard beside me. Rolling over to my side, I realised that it was Cain's sturdy chest that I had been touching as I quietly snuggled against it. I felt his chest rise and fall, listening to the sound of his breathing as I bit my lower lip out of guilt.
He... is warm. Breathing... alive... he isn't just a mere character in a story anymore. Wasn't I selfish to assume his character would be anything like portrayed in the story? He hasn't been acting in line to the plot either...
I hope I'm not just being bias since he is pretty much my type. Handsome, tall, rich... he is quite the luxury package. To think someone like this would be interested in me would have been a dream that never comes to fruition.
