He Is Not A Monk

The sunlight that came through the window disturbed her from continuing her sleep. Camellia smelled the same scent that she got a whiff of nowadays. It was calming, she took a deep breath and tightened her hug when suddenly she realised something. Alexander!

Her eyes opened big, and the moment she opened them, Alexander's good-looking face greeted her eyes with his eyes were still closed. She slowly turned and looking at the small clock on the table but couldn't see properly. The hug was two way, even though she let go of her hand from hugging him, his hand still tightly wrapping around her.

She was worried seeing the sun already risen high, that meant Alexander was late. Seeing his face sleeping soundly, she felt bad waking him up but if she did not, would he get a bad reputation at work? She was hesitant.

"It is Saturday." Alexander suddenly talked and shocked Camellia so much.