Chapter 32. A Good Moment

Shantelle's POV

The next morning, I woke up early. Still lying on the bed, I turned my gaze sideways and stared at the person's face lying next to me. 

Gavin is sleeping peacefully. When he's asleep, he looks like an angel, a harmless and gentle person. 

But when he's awake... He's like a bully, and I am always his target. He always bullies or teases me in every possible way, anytime, anywhere.

One of his muscular arms was encircled around my waist while I was resting on the other, using it as my pillow. When my eyes landed on his reddish parted lips, I gulped hard. 

I was fixated on his lips as though there was some kind of energy that was drawing me in - a small voice inside my head seemed to be saying I needed to kiss him. His adam's apple moved, and his lips parted even more. 

I was tempted but still stopped myself. I seldom dared to take the initiative because I was weak-spirited. 

In my eyes, his lips were akin