I don’t think about anything else. I exist and stare at the beautiful stain glass windows. The steady beat against my ear and the warmth beneath me have me burrowing deeper.
Wait…I don’t recall the bed being this hot and hard.
I rise with the deep breath expanding the chest under me and my eyes fly wide open. My head shifts slightly, then I freeze.
The tug of something sticky and wet on my chin has me sucking down the embarrassed-ass gasp that tries to escape my mouth.
Too bad I didn’t swallow down the fucking drool pooling on someone’s chest.
Kyzen’s chest, to be exact.
I don’t have to see his face to know that. His smell, the shape of his body, and the weight of his hand resting on my lower back are all him.
A sleepy yawn rings in my ears, and I squeeze my lids shut. My mind begs him to go back to sleep for like five seconds. No matter how much I tell my body to relax, it doesn’t listen.
Fucking traitor.
It’s comfortable enough to let him obviously lift me while I’m unconscious and drool all over him, but won’t listen to me long enough to pretend to still be sleeping so I can wipe this disgusting evidence off my face discreetly.
“You awake, gorgeous?”
I sigh.
Fuck.
Might as well get it over with.
My arm drags across my mouth, and I cringe as I push myself up so I can look down at his chest.
The sweet, drowsy smirk on his face makes my heart race.
“I’m sorry I drooled on you.”
He snorts before he can stop himself. I stare as he runs his tongue across his bottom lip, then bites away his smile.
“It’s perfectly fine. Riven’s drooling on my arm, and if I had to pick between the two, it’ll always be you.”
I turn my head in the direction of the arm that isn’t holding me and a breathy laugh escapes me.
Sure enough, Riven’s mouth is relaxed open and a stream of drool is sliding down Kyzen’s bicep. My fingers press against my lips when he waves his hand at me from behind Riven’s head.
“Why is he lying on you?”
He huffs as he wiggles his arm free, causing Riven to grumble some nonsense as he rolls over.
“Beats me. He was probably trying to get closer to you, but my body got in the way.”
I hum, but anything I may have thought of saying next fades from my mind. I get lost in the tender look in his eyes and the sensation of his finger tucking my hair behind my ear.
“Did you get enough sleep?”
I nod. “Yeah. Did you?”
“Best sleep I’ve had in days.”
I tear my attention from him as I clear my throat.
Unfortunately, I end up just staring down at the big-ass wet spot on his shirt.
