Lila's Pov
I woke up the next morning with Ronan's arm still around my waist from the night before. We had fallen asleep on the couch after the kitchen thing. My ass was still a little sore from his hand but in a good way that made me smile when I moved. He was breathing slow against my neck, i didn't want to get up, i liked how heavy he felt against me.
He stirred after a while and kissed the back of my shoulder. "Morning."
"Morning," I said.
We stayed quiet for a bit. Just breathing together. Then he spoke. "Last night was different."
"Yeah."
"Not the Game."
"No."
He rolled me over so we were facing each other. His eyes looked serious. "I don't want to pretend anymore."
I swallowed. "Me neither."
"The blindfolds, the darkness. It's good, really good but it's addictive. I think
