#Chapter 61: Something Wrong

YENA I woke to the sounds of Nolan moving around. It was still pitch dark like the middle of the night, but I checked my phone and saw it was almost five in the morning. He was in his walk-in closet, getting dressed. Trying to be quiet. Half-asleep still, I closed my eyes. He walked back into the bedroom and I smelled his scent. It was like sandalwood and salty sea air. It drove me crazy, the smell of him. Made me feel like I was slipping back into a dream. Nolan thought I was asleep. He approached my bedside quietly. I felt his presence and relished it. Listened to the slow pattern of his breathing. When he finally reached out and stroked my cheek, I rolled onto my back and let his thumb fall into my open mouth. I sucked on it sleepily. Nolan dug his fingers into my cheek, squeezing my face. A very quiet growl came from deep in his throat. I took his hand and moved it down my chest. He pulle