Hailee's POV
Fuck!
My face burned with heat as I realized exactly what was pressing against me.
I panicked and quickly tried to shift away, but the sudden movement caused Nathan to stir.
Crap.
I froze… and then did the only thing I could think of.
I stayed perfectly still and pretended I was just moving in my sleep.
I heard a low curse.
"Shit," he muttered under his breath.
I kept my breathing soft and even, trying my best to stay still. My heart, though, was pounding wildly.
He was awake.
And he definitely noticed his arousal.
I expected him to move away… maybe get up and leave. But he didn't.
Rather, I felt something on my face.
His fingers.
Soft. Barely brushing my cheek.
A gentle stroke—featherlight—as if he was scared I'd disappear if he touched me too hard.
"You look so beautiful like this," he whispered.
My breath hitched.
His fingers trailed slowly from my cheekbone to my jaw, pausing at my lips.
