39| Freya

I slowly blink my eyes open and see morning sunlight flickering through the windows of the villa. It is brightening the whole place. I intend to rise up but then something stops me, something behind my back. I turn my head slightly and see an arm around me. This makes me open my eyes fully. I look at the front again and see Rafe's face, so close to me.

Mouth parting in astonishment, I inspect my surroundings. I'm half-lying on the couch. Rafe is sleeping in the same position beside me with his head loosely leaning on the couch's wall. His one arm is holding me from my back and the other arm is on his thigh. My own arm is on his belly and my head is on his chest.

I enlarge my pupils at our awkward position. Why are we sleeping here on the couch and not in our rooms? I quickly move aside my arm and try to get away from him, but his arm on my back keeps me still.

God, this is awkward.

Embarrassed, I slowly touch his wrist to put it down, wanting to untwine myself from him before he wak