Chapter Forty Eight : Dream House

"I'm yours,

Don't give yourself back to me."

- Rumi

Amelia's POV

Feeling someone's warm breath on my nape, I opened my sleepy eyes. Damn, when did I fall asleep? The last thing I remember was getting in the car with Liam. After that, I guess I blacked out.

I tried to sit up, but Liam's arm was wrapped around my waist. Damn, it's too heavy! Even though it was too dark to see around, still I wasn't afraid or anxious. In fact, I got used to Liam's presence so well that I feel more relaxed whenever I'm with him. However, it was still strange to have someone sleeping beside me. Even if we did sleep together before, still it feels kind of awkward. Old habits die hard, I guess!

What time it is?