Chapter 32 Regina

• I open my eyes to find hazel orbs staring down at me. I'm caught off guard by the intensity in them but I can't bring myself to look away. How long has he been watching me sleep? Do I have drool on my face? What about eye boogers? Why the fuck do I care? It's not like it's the first time we've slept on the same bed. But that doesn't mean I want him to see what I look like first thing in the morning. Should I just close my eyes and pretend to go back to sleep? If he took photos of me drooling I'll set his house on fire. As if reading my mind, he reaches out and brushes my hair back saying,
• "You're perfect"
• My breath hitches. Yeah, that is definitely not what I was expecting him to say. Goodness, it's too early for this. My brain can't come up with a reply so I look around trying to compose myself while thinking of a way to start another topic. It occurs to me that there was another human who slept between us but she's missing.