Mia’s PoV
An incredibly warm and safe arm is wrapped around me. For a second I thought it was Greyson and I had just had a nightmare about all of the bad s**t that had happened these past months only to realised that I didn’t feel the sparks he gave me when we touched. This was not my room. The dark blue features wall and golden accents proved that. My eyes adjusted to the light in the room and my head hurt a little but I followed the muscular arm to see it was attached to a chiselled and defined chest which belonged to none other than Ryan. He looked so sweet when he was asleep. Little soft snores left his pink and swollen lips his dirty blond swept over his face and was all messed up.
Holly s**t he was naked!
Holy s**t I was naked!
I s**t up in a panic it all came back to me. Oh
