Chapter 21

Melissa

I couldn't stop looking at the drawing. No matter how much I tried and how much I forced myself not to, I just couldn’t stop looking at it.

No one had drawn me before whether with my consent or without it, and the fact that Alan was the first to do it without me posing for it was thrilling.

Every time I looked at the picture, I tried to think of what he had imagined while drawing it because it came out so great. Last night, I spent most of my sleeping hours wondering if he had thought of my smiling face, my angry face, or my confused face as he drew, but after recalling his speech he gave to me, I decided to let the thinking go.

The door to my room opened and I immediately covered the drawing with a large sheet before turning to look at the intruder. Alan surprisingly stood at the entrance of the room, dressed in his pajama pants and nothing on the upper part of his body. I swallowed hard after taking note of his abs before looking up to his face. This time around, he didn't h