Chapter 35

Watching the clock tick from the umpteenth time was starting to become a hassle. I hugged my feet to my chest, my butt sinking deep into the softness of the bed.

‘He’s not coming,’ Maya admitted.

I sighed in defeat and laid on the bed, hugging a pillow to my chest.

A few minutes passed when I heard the door click, then it was quietly pushed open. I heard silent footsteps, like tiptoes. My eyes closed as I listened to the sound of the steps approaching the bed, waiting till it got closer. The steps stopped beside the bed. My eyelids complied and stayed shut.

A weight dropped to the bed beside me, something hovering over my face as a familiar sweet scent of bourbon vanilla, mixed with mint and oak filled my nostrils. I felt fingers brush my hair, and from the sparks that coated my skin, I immediately knew who it was.

I turned and felt him jerk from the bed. When I opened my eyes, Brian was standing by the nightstand, pretending to be taking something out of it.

I bit back a smile