AURORA'S POV
I slept with his hands rapt around my waist, at first i was uncomfortable but later on i was starting to enjoy the touch while it lasted but dared not turn to face him.
I know longer understand him… sometimes he acts nice and then later he becomes cold and arrogant.
Is he a chameleon or something close to that?, because he is gradually turning me crazy and i find it hard to believe whatever he says.
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It was morning i woke up by the noice of Clark's voice on phone, i blinked to clear my view as i stretched in between a yawn and sat on the bed staring at his bare back to see my name written boldly on his back which shocked me.
I haven't seen this… its new!, when did he get a tattoo drawn and why my name?.
He ended the call and turned to me in a smile which kinda surprised me, this one was a genue smile.
"Good morning sweetie… enjoyed my sleep on you" he said as i widened my eyes in fear.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked