Nina POV.
I woke up in Cyrus's fluffy bed, and he wasn't around.
I sat in bed for a while, waiting to be awake enough to get up out of bed and head downstairs.
Last night, my kitchen was a mess due to Cyrus's mishandling. I should go back and clean it now and get it back to its original state.
As I was walking down the stairs, there was a noise coming from the kitchen.
This is Cyrus' house, and Cyrus doesn't cook, so who could be in his kitchen?
I couldn't help but smile when I thought about how dumb Cyrus looked in my kitchen last night.
Cyrus has always been a solid and domineering figure in front of me.
I never thought I would see him looking as cute as he did last night; this man seems to have captured my attention more than before.
By now, the sounds of the kitchen had disapp
