Chapter 33

• Had he slept yet? He opened his eyes and glanced around. He was in his room. Why was he awake? He heard birds, it was morning, or close to it.
• When an arm brushed against him, he almost jolted from the bed. Kasey? Why was Kasey beside him? He dropped his head back on the pillow.
• When and why exactly was she sleeping in his bed snuggling into him? He lifted his head and looked down at her hair on the blood-red pillowcase. Her skin looked white and delicate next to it. She sighed and moved closer to him, curling into his chest, her small hand resting against his bare waist. He clenched his teeth against the rush in his blood. This was not good.