ALLISON’S POV
I can feel someone staring at me, warm breath brushing my face. I’ve slipped in and out of sleep at least three times now, and every time I do, I feel his gaze, like he’s been waiting for me to wake up.
There’s no one here with me but Justin, and I can’t stop the small, stupid smile that creeps onto my face, knowing he’s been watching me sleep for hours.
“What are you looking at?” I whisper, squinting as I crack my eyes open.
Like I expected, Justin's staring down at me with a super bright smile. His eyes are way lighter than that intense, dark vibe they had last night, and I can't help but fixate on his lips, replaying all those naughty moments in my head.
His hair's a total mess and he’s still shirtless... or maybe straight-up naked under the sheets.
He reaches out
