Forbidden obsession ; She’ll be the death of me 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 61 - 챕터 70

ALESSIA’s POV. My stomach growled in my sleep and I pulled myself up and stretched. Fuck, it growled again. I was hungry. Apparently, fighting with Zane meant sleeping hungry. I turned on my phone; it was just 7:35 a.m. Good. Zane was either sleeping or training. I wouldn’t have to see him until I was ready to go home.I walked down the hallway and stopped in front of his room. It was slightly open, which meant he was awake already. Resisting the urge to walk in and cuddle with him, I pushed myself down the staircase until I reached the kitchen.Crap… My stomach growled again. What was I supposed to eat? I opened the fridge.Ice cream. And a note. Zane’s writing.Morning, Lessy. Your favorite flavor.I couldn’t stop the smile creeping onto my face as I pulled out the bowl of ice cream from the fridge and leaned against the dining counter to eat.Perfect way to start the morning. Except Kendra’s call came in minutes later.“Hey, babe. There’s a white Honda Civic parked in front of our

ALESSIA’s POV. I dragged myself into the kitchen, still half-asleep.Coffee first. Always. I poured a cup, took a long sip, and dropped into the chair with my laptop. The screen lit up.Fingers on the keys, I typed back an acceptance letter to the school that had invited me.Yeah. This was as good as mornings got. Once that was done, I shut the laptop and gave a good stretch. Kendra walked in yawning.“I take it you’ve accepted the invite already,” she said, and I nodded.“I can’t wait to go.” I squeaked, and she laughed as she began making herself a cup of coffee. “You didn’t tell me what you were doing with Kingsley the other day,” I said, laughing when she froze and turned around to face me.Then she smiled sheepishly and gave a smug shrug. “I may not have really gotten over him. Al, he’s good. Too good for me, but he prioritizes me first,” she said, and I grinned and jerked my head forward.“So you’re telling me this union is permanent. You’ll not break up with him anymore?” I as

ALESSIA's POV.I stayed completely still, listening to the steady rhythm of his breathing against the back of my neck.Then the rest of my body started waking up.A dull ache settled through my legs, making me wince slightly when I shifted. My whole body felt heavy and pleasantly sore, the kind of soreness that made last night come rushing back before I was even fully awake.I bit the inside of my cheek.Last night.The beach. His hands. His voice. The way everything between us had changed without either of us saying exactly what it meant.Heat crawled up my neck.I swallowed and tried very hard not to move.Zane’s arm tightened slightly around my waist, like he could feel me waking, and his thumb brushed once across my stomach in a sleepy, possessive stroke.I closed my eyes.Great.Now I was definitely awake.The heat radiating from his body made it impossible to forget he was shirtless behind me.I was practically buried in his black shirt, the oversized fabric soft against my skin.

ALESSIA’s POV. Kendra didn’t stop looking suspiciously at me as I moved back and forth around the apartment in search of things like I was going for a Broadway show when in reality Zane had asked me to dress like I was actually going for a Broadway show. I suspected it might be a date, but fucking Jaxon would never really say it was a date.“Okay! Stop it, as imma lose my fucking mind. What’s all the ruckus about?” she asked, stepping in front of me and blocking my way from going over to throw the cloth I had on the bed.“He fucking said dress like you’re going for a Broadway show, babes. So I’m trying so hard to impress.” I replied, and she only crossed her hands over her chest, the corner of her lips lifting slightly until she smiled completely.“You’re pretty much gone.” She said and laughed while I frowned at her and dropped the clothes on the bed.“Perhaps I’m just trying to look good.”“Fuck looking good, babes. Dress like you. He’ll like that more.” She replied, going through

ALESSIA’s POV. Tomorrow was my birthday.And somehow, I was more excited about California than I was about turning twenty.Which felt slightly unhinged. Twenty was supposed to feel significant. Instead, I was on my dorm floor Friday morning, knee-deep in clothes, packing with Kendra like we were fleeing the state. Leaving in a couple of days already felt weird. The last few days with Zane had been ridiculously good, the kind of good that made everything else feel brighter, and now I was about to put an entire country between us for a few weeks. Still. California with Kendra. Birthday incoming. I was buzzing anyway.“You do realize we’re going for a few weeks, right?” Kendra held up a stack of tops like she was presenting court evidence. “Not opening a boutique in Malibu?”I snatched a black tank from her hands. “Options, Kendra. A girl needs options. What if the weather decides to be dramatic? What if I spill something? What if I just feel like changing three times in one day because