Alexis woke up feeling well-rested. It was one of the best nights of sleep she remembers getting. She guessed it was because she slept with Aken’s shirt. She breathed in and furrowed her brows. The scent on the shirt wasn’t as weak as she remembered. In fact, it was stronger. She opened her eyes to see two shirts in her hands. A lighter t-shirt, the one she went to bed with, and a darker t-shirt. This was not the same color shirt she had gone to bed with yet it smelled like Aken. She shot up quickly, clenching the shirt in her hands.
“He was here! Aken was here!?” Alexis gasped out, looking at an annoyed-looking Micah.
“Now you wake up early. Any other day you are sleeping in.” Micah growled and pulled his blanket up.
“Micah! Aken was in this
