[NEXT MORNING]

Tatiana woke up to the orange hues of the sun slipping through the slightly parted curtains. She frowned when her eyes met a firm chest, her nose tingling at his familiar scent.

She slowly looked up at his face. Gosh, why must he be this handsome even in his sleep?

His face was calm, peaceful, and serene. Tatiana's gaze lingered on his lips, her heart skipping a beat as she recalled how they felt on hers. She blushed as her heart fluttered.

"You know deep down he likes you, Tatiana," she recalled Indigo's words.

Could it be true? This man is way out of her league. Considering the...