CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR.

MICA'S POV.

I woke up and Lucan was not beside me, I guess he slept in the living room or my dad's room because there was no sofa in my room.

Yawning lightly, I made my way downstairs and I was greeted by the pleasant aroma coming from the kitchen. I entered the kitchen and there he was cooking breakfast and the way he was so focused, my heart melted.

He handled the food and the utensils perfectly well and everywhere was spick and span like he was the god of cleaniness.

" Why do you look so yummy?" I asked and he quickly turned, I walked into his embrace breathing in his scent and I felt alive.

" When did you come here?" He asked as he hugged me back, his tall frame towering above me.

" Long enough to feed my eyes" I answered smiling as I disengaged from him, " why didn't you wake me?".

" You look so cute sleeping that I couldn't bring myself to wake you" he replied and I blushed.

" Silly".

" Go and freshen up and come down for breakfast, you have classes by 9" he said and turned back