Adrian’s POV
The sunlight streaming through the windows and the weight on my arm are enough for me to force my eyes open.
I blink rapidly as my eyes adjust to the light in the room and it doesn’t take me long to realize my arm is wrapped around Alicia’s waist as she sleeps peacefully beside me in the bed.
After what happened yesterday, I couldn’t make Alicia sleep on the floor where she has been for the past couple of weeks. It just felt wrong considering everything I’ve put her through, the drama with Sheila, and her sudden severe illness. She needed a good night’s sleep.
Alicia is lying on her right side facing me with her hands pushed beneath the soft pillow under her head. Her cheek is squished up and her lips as slightly parted as soft air escapes them. Her breathing is low and soft, and I’m completely addicted to it.
