Kyl's POV

The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes wasn’t the light, It was the smell.

The scent of faint lavender, musk, the earthy scent of used books, and something else, something more primal, her, Ivana.

The room was covered with posters of famous music stars but mostly Justin Bieber.

She was curled next to me, her cheek pressed against my bare chest, one leg thrown over mine like she belonged there. I didn’t move, I couldn’t, not yet. Because even the smallest ...