I woke up in the morning, the exhaustion from last night's events clung to me along with the chill the morning brought.

I felt like I was becoming more attached to him, but there was nothing I could do to stop it. My feelings were already ever so present in my mind, and there was no way of stuffing them back down.

I hastily threw on some clothes and went into the bathroom to brush out my hair. By the time I walked back into my bedroom, Ray was leaning against the wall watching me.

"Don't you ever get tired of watching me?" I huffed at him, feeling irritable from...