Chapter One Hundred Thirty Five

Macy slowly woke up. Her body felt so warm. She realized that someone was holding her tightly. She squirmed a little. Oh, the sky has turned dark. Looks like she's been sleeping for quite a while. She pulled the blanket up to cover part of her face. But then she heard laughter and someone kissed her head.

"Hey... don't you want to wake up?"

She groaned softly. The laughter returned and the hug grew tighter. She then opened her eyes slowly and found Andrew's face close to her. Macy closed her eyes again and exhaled.

Andrew smiled and rubbed his lover's arm gently. "Mace, we have to have dinner," he said as he slightly pulled the blanket covering his girlfriend's face.

Macy groaned again and refused to take off the blanket.

"Well, if you don't want to eat, you should at least get dressed," Andrew muttered.

That’s when her brow furrowed. Dressed? Why does she have to get dressed? Isn't that…