I slept better that night than I had in a while, waking up to find my legs still tangled into Alex’s. My head rest on his chest while his arm so lazily snaked around my back, his other up above his head. His lips parted so gently, allowing a small puddle of drool to form on the pillow. The dark locks of his hair covered the corner of his eye. His very blue eyes. The events of last night hit me in a rush, but the most important of those was lying right beneath my touch. Alex is Onyx.
I jumped up from his arms, making Alex groan and I laughed. Damn, this boy really likes his sleep. While one hand stayed on my hips, the other came down over his face to rub his eyes. “Onyx,” I whispered, running my hands over his bare chest. I stopped just above the spot where the bullet had once been and lo
