Eden’s pov:
That night, as I laid in bed, fresh out of the shower, sleep evaded me. The audacity that had possessed me earlier was astounding. And I couldn’t help but wonder where I ever got the guts to lick my future Alpha’s finger.
The mere memory was enough to make my cheeks warm. No matter if he reacted positively to it or not, that was not quite the point.
I let out a muffled scream into the pillow, recalling how he had handed me his phone, telling me to input my contact details and to expect a text soon. He had also called my phone on the spot, as if to make sure I hadn’t given him a fake number. I was both flattered and irked by it at the same time.
On another note, I was glad he was a texter, as I wasn’t sure what I would say to him on the phone.
I hadn’t yet fallen asle
