chapter 8

Ava

I didn't know when I fell asleep on the couch but a warm touch woke me up.

“ Sleep,” he said.

“ No,” I answered in my half sleeping state.

“ Don't you know anything better to say other than no?” He asked, lifting me up in a bridal style from the couch.

“ I don't want to sleep anymore,” I said quietly.

He carried me to the bed and made me sit on the edge of the mattress.

“ Suit yourself,” he said, walking away as he started unbuttoning his shirt on the way to the bathroom. I watched as he removed the cloth from his body before tossing it to the laundry basket which was placed by the door.

“ You can take a shower,” he said, stopping at the threshold. I saw how his back muscles were flexing as he looked at me over his shoulder. But I was more fascinated by the huge tattoo on his back. It covered his back fully.

“ No way,” I answered. Looking at him narrows my eyes.

“ After me, my queen,” he said, chuckling as he went in shaking his head. The sound of his chuckle made me giddy.

I shoul