[LINA]
"You what?" My voice pitched up an octave. "You kissed me when I was asleep?"
He nodded, unapologetically calm. "Yeah."
"And I didn't know? All those times I fell asleep thinking you didn't care—and you were there kissing me?" I wasn't sure if I wanted to slap him or crawl under a blanket and scream. "That sounds borderline illegal, Dylan!"
His lips curved into a wicked, utterly unrepentant smile. "I know. But I couldn't help it. You were right there, looking so peaceful. So close. It drove me insane. Every time I walked out of your room, I felt like I was leaving a piece of myself behind."
I gaped at him, equal parts shocked and flustered. "You didn't do anything else, did you?" I asked, arching an eyebrow in warning.
