Realising her body was almost pressed against Lucian's, Ruelle quickly rolled away. But before she could place her feet on the ground, they tangled in the sheets and the next moment she fell straight to the floor.
"Ouch..." she winced before turning to look over her shoulder with only her eyes peeking, where Lucian finally pushed himself up as if he had been waiting for her to wake up until now.
She quickly turned away, unable to believe she had wormed right into him last night while sleeping. He had been gracious enough to call her a butterfly instead of calling her a worm.
"I will wait. You should take the bath first, I will—"
"There's no need for it. You can wash first," Lucian replied, his footsteps softly padding against the floor. She carefully stood up and watched him head to his cupboard before picking up his clothes. He then turned to her and said, "I will use Dane's bath. Unless you want me to stay so that your feet doesn't trip over the next possible object."
