Chapter 53

Layla’s POV

I got lost in thought for a moment, suddenly wondering how old he might be. From his body and facial features, like I had suspected the first time I saw him, I knew he was likely just a couple of years older than me, and my best guess was that he was either twenty-three or twenty-four.

I propped myself onto the couch as I walked out of the kitchen, popcorn in one hand, settling into the couch and grabbing hold of the remote just in time for me to see Dani appearing from the corner of the room.

“You scared the shit out of me,” I told him, and he smiled. “Seems you only appear whenever I am about eating. Care for some?” I point the popcorn at him.

“Thank you,” he said, not waving me off as he walked towards me, so I held it up. He dips his hand into it and takes a couple of popcorn before settling on the couch beside me.

“What are you watching?” he asked.

“I do not know yet; I am thinking of a cartoon. That is all I ever