Chapter 28

Alyssa

"Why are we going to the lake again? It's super dark," My voice is bitter.

Hopefully, we will make it back to the hotel before the sun rises and burns me to a crisp. My bed is a way safer place to be than Sleepy's hands. It's hard to stomach the fact that we are flying above the clouds and that him clumsily dropping me would kill me.

Not that I think he would. Sleepy is holding me tightly, and his hands are big enough to make me blush. While I'm trying not to, I can't help but wonder what it would feel like to be my actual size and have him palm my breasts down to my thighs.

I blush. It kills me to admit, but the man does have sexy hands; they are sunkissed with veins that reach like branches to his wrist to then disappear under his tunic.

"The lake is my favorite spot," Sleepy bends forward and angles himself to look down at me. I'm sitting in his cupped palms, and he gives me a grin while hanging upside down. I feel heat curl inside my bel