EMORY'S POV
I woke with the unsettling feeling of being watched. Blinking the sleep from my eyes, I quickly realized I was in the exact same position as the morning before. My face pressed against Geller’s chest, my head resting on his shoulder, and my arm draped around his waist.
Slowly, I looked up, only to meet a familiar pair of honey-colored eyes watching me intently.
"Good morning," he greeted.
"Morning," I mumbled sleepily, quickly pulling my arm away from his waist.
I sat up, realizing he was probably unable to move because I was lying on his shoulder and he didn’t want to wake me.
"Sorry," I murmured, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "You should’ve woken me up."
"I enjoyed watching you sleep," he said, his voice laced with amusement.
Heat rushed to my face. I quickly looked
