Darius’s pov
After dinner I went to my room, but I couldn’t sleep at all.
I am so used to sleeping next to her that I can’t even sleep on my own.
I know her parents are back, and we haven’t told them about our relationship.
But for now, we will just sneak and hope that they don’t find us.
I walked out of my room and knocked once and Tamara came to the door.
She gestured that I don’t say a word and I walked into her room.
She closed the door and looked at me with a smile.
“We can talk now,” she said, and I looked at her.
Her black hair was let loose and touching her shoulders.
The night dress she was wearing was a short satin one and I know you can guess the colour by now.
“I don’t want to talk,” I said and pulled her towards me.
She smiled, “I also don’t want to talk,
