Chapter 60. Leave

The weight on my chest pressed me down to the bed, ad it was only after I felt it did I realize what it was.

What the fuck is Kian Lewry doing half naked on my bed with his head squashing my breasts? How did he end up here? And why the fuck am I wearing his shirt?

Sighing, I tap his arm, urging him t wake up. I moved a bit, his hand flattening itself against my breast. I exhale sharply. I so, do not need this right now. I tapped him again harder and he awakened, staring at me with half lids.

And when he spoke, I shivered with need. Something is definitely wrong with me today.

“Good morning sunshine.”

“Get off me. You’re crushing my lungs.”

He rolled to his side, propped himself up on his elbow and stared at me. “Did you sleep well?”

“That’s none of your business. Why are you here?”

“I wasn’t going to leave without my shirt, honey.”

I scowl. “You should have clothed me with something else.”

“Like what? All your clothes are d