29 Something Warmer

Tiara's POV...

It is almost 2 am. And I am still rolling on this bed without any glimpse of sleep in my eyes just like the night owl.

It is so annoying. Why can I not sleep? Why the hell the scene keep coming in my mind? Why did he do that to me?

Ugh! I can't sleep. I pulled myself up frustratedly and my gaze searched its direction to the couch where Die land was sleeping. Though the room wasn't dark, it wasn't lighted at all. I reached my hand on the table beside the bed and dimmed the light.

Dylan and his legs were tossed, his one hand was under her head. The thin blanket was on the floor now. The couch wasn't comfortable at all. It looked soft, comfortable. But his big body couldn't set on it properly.

I got up from the bed and strode towards the couch. Picking the blanket up, I wrapped it around his body. He features coldness and calmness. The only movement was the slight rise and fall of his chest.