Chapter Nineteen (Roman's POV)

I woke up before her, so I could only watch her sleep. I know. It's creepy. But watching her rest her head peacefully against my chest, her arms hugging me closer as I hear her soft snores, is the best part of my morning. If I manage to be near her, it's worth the creepiness. I started smoothing her silky black hair. She shifts but calms down again after a few seconds. I lowered my head, burying my nose in her hair.

God, I'm so stupid. I hurt her, and she's still here with me. Still in my arms, hugging me like she's afraid she'll lose me. I kiss his head every now and then, but I can't seem to get enough of her. I still can't believe my fingers were in her. Her wall tightened as I teased her. Moans escaped from her small mouth. The thought of it made my dick twitch, but I shook the thought out of my head and calmed myself down. It's about Ivy. I'm trying to make her comfortable and make her feel good.

I continue to play with her hair, feeling the strands in my fingers. Memories from ye