A Warm Heart Too

Jessie's pov

I woke up the next day to see Xander by my side. A gasp escaped my mouth in the process because I really wasn't expecting to meet him right here when morning comes. Moreover, he never said he was going to spend the night here.

" When my body assures me I'll fall asleep anytime soon, I'll leave." I recounted how he'd muttered to my ear while I was almost completely lost into slumber, his breath that ran along the lines of my ear causing a hitch in my breathing.

And then with a huge smirk on his face, he withdrew himself from me and back unto the bed.

I hastily palmed my face as I remembered how pretty annoyed I was at him for playing tricks at me. Lowering the blanket a little, I stepped down the bed and stretched, a yawn escaping my mouth in exhaustion.

Just as I turned around to walk right to the bathroom, my hand was held back, forcing me to stop. What does he want? Looking back at him, I was amazed at how fast he drops my hand and reclined back on the bed like he did