Lifting my head off the pillow, I looked to the room noting the familiar scent and the sound of the breathing against my hand.
I stared down at Everett and watched him so peacefully asleep, he looked so calm.
He was handsome when he wasn't all cocky and weird.
My hand was laying on his cheek and he sandwich my poor hand between it and the pillow.
I laid onto my side and slowly lifted my thigh up and over his side. It felt nice to lay with a guy, especially one with so much muscle and leanness.
Everett was handsome, he was the type of guy a girl like me would only ever dream of being with. Yet I feel like, maybe if I could...if I could help him break his spell, we can end this whole charade before it gets any deeper.
I ran my other hand up his arm and the sound of an alarm clock came
