Actually, Maya Monroe didn't really care about Ian Rowe's explanation. After all, Ian Rowe had just looked so flustered that he couldn't even speak. That meant her goal was already achieved.
Maya let out a leisurely stretch and yawned with her eyes closed.
She was sleepy.
The drowsiness hit her hard, and Maya was never one to deprive herself.
She lifted the blanket and lay down, having lost interest in pretending with Ian Rowe, and soon fell asleep.
Ian Rowe observed Maya for a moment. She wasn't as lively when asleep, but the tension between her brows had completely disappeared, and if you didn't look closely, she even seemed a bit cute.
By the time he realized it, he had been staring at Maya for quite some time.
He hadn't seen her the past few days, and now seeing her quietly lying on the bed again filled him with indescribable emotions.
Ian knew Maya was a restless sleeper, but he didn't expect her "craziness" to be far greater than before.
