Alba was extremely sleepy that day. She had only gone to bed at four in the morning and Simon had called her up to talk just slightly past seven. Her eyelids weighed a ton and she could barely keep them open. Her mind was ready to shut down the moment her eyes closed.
Imagine the sheer amount of willpower she needed to be able to hear Simon speaking and answer him.
When she leaned on Simon’s chest, it felt so warm and fuzzy that she nuzzled her face in his chest subconsciously.
Simon stiffened and was about to push her away when her arms coiled around his slim waist.
He was fuming in so much anger that he chuckled looking at this human being that was coiled around him tightly.
“Alba Johnson, are you taking advantage of me by pretending to be sleepy?”
However, he received no response to his question because Alba was fast asleep. He lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms. Her eyes were shut. He could see her long lashes and the faint dark circles around her eyes. Her ala