DARK SEVENTY: RECALLING THE HISTORY III
Bundles of warm breath, touching against just below my ear made me flinched a little as I forced my eyes to open. I carefully turned my back to see the giant, still sleeping oh so peacefully. It's pretty hard to move because of his muscular arms on my waist, and I urged myself not to chuckle at the sight of his half-opened mouth as drools drop off his lips. I peeked at the wall clock to see it's 7:25 in the morning as I let out a yawn. I carefully lift his arms off my waist cause as much as I want to sleep, I can't because we need to eat. Good morning, Blake. Time to get up now.
"Where are you going, baby?" Deep voice filled my ears, making me jump involuntarily.
"Um, to the bathroom? I need to brush my teeth. Go back to sleep." I said while untangling his arms off my waist.
DARK SEVENTY ONE: RECALLING THE HISTORY IV"Hungry? It might take a few minutes to serve, why don't you get some milk?" He said while looking at the pan, making me nod.It's getting weird now. He always has his phone with him, so there's no reason not to pick up a call. He didn't even say a word about going out, or somewhere. Did something happen to them—No, there's no way. I just need to calm right now, it's not helping. Maybe, he's just busy. Yeah, they are just busy with something. Don't think like that, they're all fine. I sighed while opening the fridge as I grabbed the carton of milk before walking back to the dining room. My head tilts in confusion when I see Luca serving the table as he looks at me with a grin."You okay, Blake? What's with that long face? Come here, Baby." He grumbles while pulling the seat and I feel heat crept up on my face. I'm still not used to him,