Thane’s POV
Last night was erratic.
Just staring into space, I'm facing the ceiling, with my back flat on the bed.
Avery’s lips were full and plush… Her alluring blue pairs open wide when my lips meet hers.
Brrr.
Brrr.
Brrr.
The sound of my alarm makes me jolt from my beautiful memory.
“Shit.”
I groan, stretching my hands blindly to find it, slapping it shut thereafter.
It's work O’ clock.
Still reveling in the bliss of last night, I smile sheepishly. Subconsciously licking my lips and biting the bottom of my lips.
Again, my alarm blares, ripping me out of my daydream like a killjoy.
“Hmm,”
I heave a sigh, blowing air from my mouth childishly.
Getting up reluctantly, I go to freshen up, trying to be prepared for work. Before brushing my teeth, I rinse my face in the sink, driving out the last shred of drowsiness from my eyes.