Aurora's POV
I woke up feeling like ice cream in the summer.
Startled, coveted and lusted after. That was how I felt the moment I woke up to Jason's stare.
He had bags under his eyes and his palm was still making the brush motion on my head as I yawned and stretched upon waking up.
But I had screamed my head out and almost fallen off the bed when his look registered and I looked further down to see his morning wood.
The bulge in his nightwear would terrify a nymphomaniac in fact, so I ran into the bathroom to avoid confronting it. I could never let him stick that into me even if for some reason things get better between us.
"You can't possibly think this is the only room I have in this palace," he said with a smirk while my eyes shifted down there to check if the huge thing was
