Chapter 85. When They Unknowingly Slur

The next time I open my eyes, I meet face to face with the sun’s glow. Groaning, I make to turn away only to jam Zeath’s smiling face on the other side. It’s then I realize we’re still tangled, except he’s cuddling me from behind.

I quickly turn away.

“Good morning…” he groans into my ear. I flinch.

I can’t face him. My cheeks are already burning and I can’t help but palm my face.

Zeath chuckles. “Are you shy?”

Of course, I’m shy. This one is not like that day at the warehouse when I was the daring one. This time is different, especially since I got to see an unhinged side of Zeath, where the word ‘fuck’ is not a criminal term in his dictionary.

Since I’m facing the window, it only makes it worthwhile that I watch the birds perching around the sill and tapping their beaks on the glass.

The last time I watched a bird do this was when Zeath brought Yolie to that dinner. How far time has flown since then.

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