Chapter 168: What If I help You
The next morning, Rain woke up to the sight of Alexander’s face, mere inches away from hers. He was still holding her close, his arms wrapped around her, keeping her tucked against his chest.
She smiled inwardly despite the slight numbness in her body from lying in the same position all night. But even with the discomfort, she didn’t want to move. The warmth of his embrace, the faint scent of his cologne lingering from the night before—it was all too comforting to let go.
Just as she thought about snuggling in deeper, Alexander stirred. Her heart raced, and on instinct, she quickly closed her eyes, pretending to still be asleep. She felt his movements slow, and then, gently, he began to kiss her—first on her forehead, then her eyelids, the tip of her nose, and her cheeks.
When his lips finally found hers, the kiss was soft, almost reverent, like he was savouring the moment. Rain’s breath hitched, her pulse quickening under his touch. She wanted to kiss him back but stayed perfectly still, waiting to see what he would do next. Her heart fluttered in anticipation.
"Hmm, how long do you plan to pretend you’re still asleep?" Alexander whispered in her ear.
Startled, Rain’s eyes flew open. "How did you know?"
He chuckled softly. "Just a guess, but my hunch is always right. You usually wake up around this time to make breakfast."
Rain tried to move, but Alexander tightened his hold, pulling her closer and burying her face into his chest. "Let’s stay like this a little longer. We have a chef, remember? Let him earn his paycheck for once," he muttered lazily.
"I need more sleep," he added with a yawn.