Chapter 13 Pool Table

Arella

“Let me make us breakfast.” Skip kissed my forehead after offering me his sweater for me to wear.

“Do you cook?” I was a little surprised. I was expecting an awkward moment after what we did last night, but the moment I’d been waiting for didn’t happen, instead, he cocooned me throughout the night. I even felt him kissing my shoulder in the middle of my slumber while our limbs tangled together.

“Reigh.” His brows furrowed, but his lips curved...