Chapter 14

Covey's POV

Watching Lara-Jean squirming beneath me was everything. The way she was panting my name, held unto me, screamed my name. It was beautiful.

Lara-Jean had passed out immediately after and I had just lay there, tracing my fingers over her face, her lips slightly parted.

So this is how Edward Cullen felt, I thought to myself, smiling softly.

The next morning I woke up before Lara-Jean and I just lay there smiling. I had class, I would much rather have laid there and watched Lara-Jean sleep, but I had class. And tuition was expensive, I wasn't about to waste it.

With a final lingering kiss on Lara-Jean's head I got up and began to prepare for class. She was still asleep by the time I was out of the shower and dressed up.

'Wow, so I still got it in me', I arrogantly thought to myself, smirking slightly before walking out of the dorm room.