EmilyThe following day, I woke to the bright light shining through the windows.“Uhh,” I say, turning to the other side. “Turn that off.”“Next time, don’t sleep in my room,” says Felix.I sit up and give him a weary look. He’s up already, wearing a shirt and a pair of sweatpants.But his hair is still tousled, and his face is still flushed from sleep.“I was going to get up,” I say, rubbing my eyes.He grins. “Yeah, right, sleepyhead. Thought you may like some coffee,” he says, handing me a cup.I take it as a welcome respite. “Thanks.”Felix sits down next to me and touches a strand of hair that’s fallen across my face.His fingertips are so soft that I don’t even realize what they are doing until he’s moved away.I blush, feeling exposed under his gaze.“Don’t be embarrassed,” he says, a hint of amusement in his voice.My cheeks flush even deeper, and I look away, sipping my coffee. He’s looking so good, and I must look like a complete mess.I mean, I even have my makeup on from th
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