#Chapter17
Lucy POV
Waking up the storm had cleared and the sun was beaming in through Tyson's bedroom window, lighting up the back of my eyelids making me squint as I put up my hand to shield my eyes from the blinding light.
Sitting up, I found Tyson was still asleep but we had both shifted in our sleep and was laying half on him, my head on his chest and arm across his waist, my skin tingling wherever his skin was connected with mine. I pulled my leg off his waist embarrassed at the position I awoke in, only for him to grab my leg and bring it back across his waist.
/"Stay/" Tyson mumbles, pulling me back to him by my shoulders with the arm of his I was laying on. He pats his chest and I lay back down, he turns his face, his nose going into my hair as he inhales my scent.
/"Right where you belong,/" Tyson says, kissing my forehead.
/"Where I belong?/" I ask at his half asleep ramblings, he chuckles softly.
