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~Xander~

When we reached the cabins, Aoife was sleeping like an angel next to me. I stopped the car outside the house as I could hear the voices of the others. I looked at her for a long time before I was ready to wake her. She seemed so pure. It made me smile at how she changed her words with the fear of me letting go of her hand in that water. At that moment, she trusted me.

I caressed her cold cheek with my thumb, watching her smile a bit in her sleep. Her skin was as smooth as butter. What am I going to do with her?

“Aoife,” I whispered in her ear.

She whined for more sleep.

“Stop, I want to sleep.” She whimpered as she claimed my shoulder to rest.

I was enjoying this moment when Zach came out of the house.

“They’re here,” he screamed and woke her up.

She pulled her head back from my shoulder, rubbing her eyes.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?” she whispered while fixing her hair and clothes.

“I tried, but you were happy to claim my shoulder as your pillow,” I answered, as she furrowed