OLAMIDE

When I opened my eyes to a new morning, I found Jason watching me.

"Morning," He murmured, looking like I had done something to irritate him even if his face was just inches away and the fact that we were both very naked. It felt unbearably intimate. "Sleep well?"

Why do you care? A careless thought ran through my head, long gone before I remembered this man had told me he could read my thoughts and of all the predictions he made, not one of them had been wrong.

"Don't worry," He said, pulling me closer. He smelled like spices. Old spices. "Considering you don't have the guts to...