Adea
When I woke up, the room was dark, a little bit of light shined through the windows from the crescent moon. I remembered I had another hour of jokes with Gabe before I started to yawn. Gabe demanded I rest, he caressed my hair and I quickly dozed off. There was no longer a blonde in the chair by the bed. My eyes took in my mate’s large frame, the moonlight lit up his chiseled chest, his head rested against the chair at his back.
“Ethan,” my throat was dry and my voice came out choked. He sat up quickly and grabbed the water off the table. He slid onto the bed and helped me sit up. I took the water with a slight smile, which he didn’t return. I tipped my head back and drank the water down, my thirst wasn’t quenched until I finished the cup.
