Chapter 64

~Jasmine~ “Good morning.” Mav smiled, his face close to mine as I wondered how long he had been staring at me. I could feel the blush creeping up my neck. After our impromptu steak lunch, we’d returned to his room, immersed in research, poring over journals, articles, reports—anything that could offer insight into targeting and weakening the virus. We hadn't realized how late it had become, and I'd ended up falling asleep there. Honestly, these past few days, I’d grown accustomed to sleeping in his bed, his warm scent was a comforting presence to me, and I don’t think I’d ever get used to it. Just his presence made me feel relaxed, proving to be more effective than any antidote. The thought of returning to my own empty bed felt unsettling. Stealing one of his shirts suddenly seemed like a tempting idea. “Morning,” I said, and before I could gather myself, he wasted no time pecking my lips, then licking his to savor the taste, a smirk playing on his face. “Hey! You can’t just do that.”