"Miss, wake up!" Evander gently stroked Elena's cheek.
The girl groaned, disturbed, murmuring softly as she turned over, changing her sleeping position.
Evander suppressed a smile, finding her adorable.
He felt a slight awkwardness seeing Elena's smooth back, uncovered by the blanket. He desperately wanted to reach out, to touch that silken skin with his fingertips, to make the girl sigh again in his embrace.
Evander blinked, then shook his head, clearing away the heated scenes swirling in his mind.
"Why?"
Evander jumped in surprise at Elena's voice. He opened his eyes and saw her looking at him, a faint smile playing on her lips. Her waking face was captivating, without a trace of makeup.
"Oh, it's nothing!" Evander hedged, starting to get up, but Elena pulled his hand, making him
