Laila's POV
I like this. I like Theo. He's warm and happy. He's so friendly and patient with me. Whenever I get nervous or uncertain, he takes the time to explain it to me in a way I can understand or waits until I feel better about it. He takes the time to make me feel like a natural person.
"Do you need anything?" Theo whispers in my ear.
"No," I answer.
"How was your nap?"
"Great," I yawn.
"Good. I'm glad…." Theo kisses the top of my head as I continue looking at the band-aid on my elbow of the hand resting on his chest. I don't know when I started lying on his chest, but I'm too lazy to move. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine."
"Don't say that because you think that's what I want to hear. I want to know how you are feeling," he sighs.
"No, really, I'm fine. I can move if you wa
