Chapter Thirty Five

Ayva’s POV

I stirred awake when I felt someone gently lifting me in their arms. The familiar scent of fresh wood and a hint of cologne filled the air, instantly letting me know it was Justin. I felt a sense of security and decided to keep my eyes closed. When my back hit the bed, I intended to drift back to sleep and forget about dinner.

But then, I felt his warm breath fan my face, and a mixture of fresh mint and a subtle fruity fragrance tickled my nose.

Without thinking, I blurted out, "Are you going to kiss me in my sleep?" As soon as the words left my lips, I regretted it.

Silence hung in the air, yet I sensed his presence lingering. I could still detect the faint scent of his cologne and the lingering fruity aroma on his breath, hinting that he might have had apple juice or champagne before coming here.

Curiosity got the better of me, and I snapped my eyes open, finding him exactly where I had suspected. His gaze met mine, his brow slightly furrowed. He wasn't as close as I h