I slowly sat up on the bed, taking great care to unwrap Ramon's beefy arms from around my waist. Glancing around, I stared at his sleeping form. His chest rose and fell, and his nose flared at intervals. All of this happening without a single sound of snoring. It baffled me how he did it. Most men, especially large ones, were known to snore. Then again, he was more than a mere man.
My gaze focused on his lips, and the corner of mine curled upwards for a split second.
Our small argument earlier had ended in nothing more than a make-out, but the memories of it made my stomach dance for a reason unknown. As much as I admired the fact that he had kept his hands to himself, a different side of me wished he didn't. Maybe it was how powerful his kiss was. Having reptilian traits, I expected it
