Chapter 41

Maya's P.O.V

Is it weird that I never actually believed in falling in love? However, the longer I am in a relationship, the more I fall in love with the idea of being in love.

Did that even make sense?

I didn't know if it was creepy that I knew the exact shade of his eyes. They weren't just a regular light blue, but they had some dark blue in them. And the shape of his lips. Ugh, those lips. I still remember how they'd felt pressed against mine not so long ago.

I could feel the heat growing in my cheeks just thinking about last night.

It was currently half-past five in the morning, which was frankly a bit early in my mind — but I knew we were going to need extra time knowing how he always wanted to cuddle in the morning.

"Wakey, wakey," I whispered into Ethan's ear.

I felt bad for waking him up, but I hated being late for school.

"It's too early," he mumbles, turning over and grabs me from behind. His arm wraps around my waist, and he pulls me in for a tight hug, head buried in my sho