Chapter Fifty-Three

Kaya's pov

"Tyler" I drew out, poking him in the face, he remained asleep and I sighed.

My hands went up to pinch his cheeks, "Tyler!" I shouted, but he still slept.

'I know how we can wake him up.' Lisa stated, making my cheeks flush knowing what she was suggesting, 'Be bold.'

I sighed, ignoring her before leaning down and placing soft kisses on his cheek. When I realized he really wasn't going to wake up, I trailed them over his sharp jawline. I've also realized that he likes it when I kiss his neck, it makes him nervous, which I kind of like. He's always had such power over my nerves and it was nice to know I had some over his.

Then I trailed kisses to his neck, Lisa becoming extremely proud of me. I smiled against it, kissing it some more. Before I felt his hands touching my hips, rubbing them, a deep groan came from him.

With that, I stopped to look up at him, his eyes were so intense it made my whole face heat up, "Good morning." I sheepishly said.

He smirked, "Morning, baby." h