The very next morning, Roxanne was awoken by the sound of her phone ringing.
She peeled her eyes opened and tried getting up only to be pulled back down by a pair of strong arms.
For a second, confusion seemed to reel in Roxanne's mind. She had almost panicked until the previous day's event came flooding into her head.
Staying still for a moment, the blonde quietly sighed through her lips and glanced behind her, coming face to face with Lance's sleeping face.
It was beautiful. No matter the number of times she refused to admit it, seeing his face up close bad forced her into a state of acceptance.
His cheekbones were more pronounced than usual, giving him an intimidating appearance as he slept. His lashes fanned out like feathers, and they gave off an angelic look accompanied by the s
