Chapter 53 Avery

• AVERY
• The morning sun peeks through the blinds, Drake’s arms wrapped around me, holding me like he’s terrified to let go, even in his sleep. His features are the most relaxed I’ve ever seen. He’s beautiful, with the light bouncing off his skin. Angelic, like he’s fallen from the heavens, cursed to live among the rest of us mere mortals. My imagination runs away from me, going beyond the reaches of reality, and it’s fun. He’s a man constantly in control, to witness him in a perpetual state of peace is comforting.
• I snuggle closer to him, and he doesn’t budge, his body dead weight. His lack of response tells me it’s okay to trace the contours of his muscles, memorizing the tattoos etched into his flesh, wondering what each one means and their significance. Last night’s activities replay in my mind, along with the memories are his secrets. They seem endless, and terrifying, but I cannot deny a part of me is thrilled. Exhilarated.