#Chapter139
Returning to the room I climb into bed properly, stripping back to his T-shirt and pick up a book from my bedside table, some light-hearted romance Leila gave me that never piqued my interest back then. It’s not too late but it’s past seven, so going to bed isn’t exactly unheard of. It’s not long before my over exhausted mind drifts off mid-sentence.
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/"Baby, no!/" Jake’s disappointed voice breaks into my sleepy state. /"I had plans for you./" His voice is husky and thick but I’m too tired to open my eyes.
/"I’m exhausted./" I sigh, enjoying his hands on my face, the heavy weight of his body on top of me, he smells good, a little too good.
