CHAPTER NINETEEN

(Lexi's Pov)

The night was long, spent tossing and turning. Not that I couldn't sleep but because I didn't want to sleep.

I was having wet dreams about this sexy motherfucking Ros miller. why?

Well, for obvious reasons, one he is that one sexy hot, nah smoking hot motherfucker but also because I was sleeping in his room yesterday last night I mean I am still lying in the same room but that's not the point.

The point is that his scent is everywhere, on the pillow, the curtains, the bathroom, the blanket, and the bedsheets. Oh god, probably my clothes too smell like his since they are in his wardrobe.

And Oh my, I haven't really felt this addicted to anything in a long run, like I am addicted to his scent.

Fuck I would have sniffed his scent off of pillows like the millionth time, oh by the way I am still sniffing it.

Ugh, I am so frustrated by my own behavior. I have never been like this. when I look at the clock on the nightstand, I wanted to scream, its 1'o clock noon!

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