Elena’s Pov

Sunlight seared my eyelids open. I groaned and turned over again, my hand landing on warm flesh instead of an empty bed.

My eyes sprang open.

Andrew rested beside me, elbow raised with elbow bent and arm propped on the elbow as if watching me with an intentness that made my stomach flip. His hair stood up in places and the dawn lighted the gold speckles of his grey-colored eyes.

'Good morning,' he growled out roughly.

'You said you'd sleep on the floor." This rushed out ...