NOLAN’S POV

Something tickled my face, pulling me out of my sleep. I scrunched my face in mild irritation, shifting away from what was disturbing me. But, the tickling didn’t stop, it continued brushing against my nose.

My brows furrowed in confusion as I opened my eyes to see what was happening. As I rubbed my eyes open, I looked beside me to find a figure sleeping next to me

Then it hit me.

Anastasia and I shared a bed.

Adjusting to the dim morning light coming into the room through the slit in the curtains. I turned my head slightly to get a good look at her. And there...