Chapter 107

Layla’s POV

The last few days made me so relaxed that I had totally lost my guard... Until one morning reminded me of all that concerned me before when I woke up beside Logan on our gigantic bed. It was still very early in the morning; there were not any signs of the sun yet, and I was perched up in my cream-colored spaghetti-strapped chiffon nightwear. My legs and thighs are bare, running down from the matching lacy pants I was wearing underneath.

I lost count of days and months long ago and I had lost interest in keeping track of time until waking up this morning, watching Logan’s sleeping face in front of me. He has his arm against my waist, his hair scattered from our intense lovemaking from last night.

I smiled as the thought crossed my mind, his face beautiful. He almost looked like a harmless baby. The nightstand lamp light from my side shone across the bad, illuminating parts of his face. And I almost wanted to lean in and kiss him.