Arella

“Let me make us breakfast.” Skip kissed my forehead after offering me his sweater for me to wear.

“Do you cook?” I was a little surprised. I was expecting an awkward moment after what we did last night, but the moment I’d been waiting for didn’t happen, instead, he cocooned me throughout the night. I even felt him kissing my shoulder in the middle of my slumber while our limbs tangled together.

“Reigh.” His brows furrowed, but his lips curved up into a cocky smile.

I rolled my eyes. “What?”

“You’re stalling. I hope you’re reminiscing our sexploration last night.” His cocky smile grew into a grin.

My face...