SERENA’S POV

My eyes fluttered open to the familiar form of Cameron curled protectively around me.

His facial features were softened in sleep, the stress and tension faded from his face. I didn't wish to disturb him, admiring how his dark curly locks fell endearingly across his forehead in tangled disarray.

Aw,his bed head was so dang cute.

My fingers itched to brush them back gently and trace the sharp angle of his jaw , but I reluctantly held myself back. A light wheeze escaped his pink pursed lips with each gentle exhale, mingling warmly with my own quickening breaths.

He had held me throughout the night like a little...