Chapter 23

Tom's POV

I opened my eyes to the soft rays of the morning sun streaming through the window. I stretched, feeling my muscles loosen after a deep and restful sleep.

As I sat up, I caught myself grinning like a fool, a love-sick fool.

I had a dream last night, and my dream had been filled with images of Ava – her laugh, her smile, her warmth. It felt like I had spent the night with her, just basking in her presence.

"What dah hell man! Get it together," I smacked myself in the head as I yelled. I shook my head, reminding myself that this was all a contract.

I stumbled out of bed and made my way outside the room, still wearing my pyjamas.

My nostrils twitched as the aroma of burnt food assaulted my senses as soon as I stepped out of the room.

Quickly, I ran towards the kitchen, and when I got there, I saw Ava surrounded by a haze of smoke, trying desperately to salvage whatever was left of the poor meal.

My heart lurched as I took in the sight, "Ava?" I called out, my voice filled with