His eyes fluttered open slowly.
For a second, all he saw was the white ceiling above him. Then his gaze drifted sideways and froze.
She was right there.
Curled against him.
One arm wrapped around his waist while her head rested on his chest like she belonged there.
His entire body went rigid as he slowly withdrew his hands.
At the same time, she let out a soft sigh and shifted closer.
He nearly died.
Then suddenly—
Her eyes fluttered open as she slowly lifted her chin.
They stared at each other.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three—
"AHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Her scream nearly blew the roof off.
She shot upright so quickly that the blanket tangled around her legs, sending her crashing onto the floor. He hurried across the bed at once, reaching down to help her up.
"WHY AM I ON YOUR BED?!"
He straightened up too, hands flailing everywhere.
"Uhh—uhh—I can explain—"
"EXPLAIN?!" she screeched.
SMACK!
Her palm landed on his shoulder.
SMACK!
Another hit.
