Chapter 42

Reilley's POV The sound of chirping birds wake me up from my deep sleep. I never had such a good sleep like this one. The pillow I'm hugging right now feels very warm. "Arghmp!" I whimpered while stretching my arms and legs. My eyes are still closed. I don't want to get up from this bed. This feels so cozy and nice. It's weekend anyway. Being on the bed all day won't hurt, right? I released a silly chuckle when I suddenly recalled the dream I had last night. I was about to do my laundry when Deavon came and cried on my shoulder like a baby. I chuckled when I remembered how I moved him to my room using a platform push cart. Why would I even dreamed of him? It felt so real though. I can still feel his tears on my skin. My lips curved into a smile when I felt big arms wrapping around my waist. This feels warm and soft. —wait? Big arms? I opened my eyes in an instant and looked at the sleeping body beside me. My eyes grew big when I realized who it was. "D—Deavon?" I stuttered. My eyes lan