His eyes shot open immediately, looking right back at me. Without thinking, my fingers brushed it away from his face. I took the opportunity to stare at his perfect features, beginning with his long eyelashes, and the way his hair fell casually over his eyes. Like always, I couldn't find the right words to describe how handsome Reece was as he slept peacefully. In reality, camping for me, was the most uncomfortable experience of my life, starting from the fact that sleeping in a tent was a hundred and ten per cent different to my entire seventeen years of sleeping in a plush bed, to waking up at five-thirty in the morning, because there was a bird outside that was currently cheeping like a spastic.īut, if there was one thing that I currently wasn't too bothered about, it was the fact that a strong arm was currently draped around my waist, crushing me to the owner's stone-hard chest. Movies made the camping experience look like a dream come true, something completely unimaginable.
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