Chapter 117 HEARD ABOUT MORNING SEX?

• The night's rest was long and exceptionally peaceful. Lena rolled on the bed, tossing her hand on a hard chest. Her eyes flipped open and she sat up on the bed, gawking at Darian as he composedly slept beside her.
• Scenes from the previous night flashed through her mind, when they made love, how his eyes were on her the whole time and just everything that happened before she got so tired and Darian washed her body before tucking her to bed.
• He'd changed a lot, a lot better and she was glad. The early morning sun glistened upon his black hair, giving it a raven-black shiny glow. She couldn't help but run her fingers through it, she was about to touch him when he blinked his eyes, grabbing her hand.