Chapter Twenty-Six Lily's POV I woke up the next to find William asleep on the couch in my room. He had insisted on staying with me, despite my reassurances that I was fine. I watched him sleep for a moment, his sculpted face serene, his perfect nose and black hair that fell onto his forehead. I wanted to reach out and brush the hair away, but I hesitated. Then there was his mouth. His very talented mouth that had done unspeakable things to me. William stirred, and I immediately closed my eyes to give the impression I was still sleeping. I heard someone chuckle softly. “Open your eyes, Lily. I already know you’re awake.” I couldn’t stop my blush as I opened my eyes. “Good morning,” I greeted, my voice still groggy. “Morning,” William replied, standing up and stretching. He had removed his shirt during the night, and I tried not to stare as he shrugged it back on, failing miserably. Call me a shameless simp for William Carter. “How are you feeling now?” he asked, taking a step to