Lyla
Breakfast the next morning was awkward as all hell.
I could tell from the side-glances Rashid's entire family gave me they weren't quite sure why I'd been brought down to begin with, and honestly, at this point, I wasn't sure either.
When I'd woken up this morning, Rashid and I were tangled up in each other's limbs like we'd just awakened in some kind of cutesy sitcom. My face heated up immediately while I stared at his beautiful face, watching him sleep peacefully while his body was tucked tight against mine.
He'd woken up not too long after that and had quietly invited me downstairs to join him for breakfast with a sleepy smile. How could I say no to such a sweet request? Especially after him taking care of me last night after what we'd done.
What I never expected was for his e
