Chapter 193

An hour later, Samantha Quin slowly opened her eyes. She casually brushed the messy strands of hair off her cheek and looked up—only to find Alexander Perkins sitting there, eyes bloodshot, staring straight at her. Stretching lazily, she asked with a yawn, “You're up? Or... never slept at all?” “Didn’t sleep,” Alexander rasped, his voice a little hoarse, looking at her all helpless. Samantha rolled over onto his chest, giving it a squeeze with her hand just for fun. “Hmm, not bad,” she teased, looking quite pleased. Alexander let out a low groan, sounding all wronged. “Seriously, how am I supposed to sleep like this?” Samantha glanced down at her sleepwear—completely in place, not even an arm showing—then shot him a look. “Excuse me? I'm fully dressed. What's your deal?” “You really don’t know?” he muttered with a grumble. “What’s there to know?” Samantha shrugged, lips twitching into a smirk. “If it were up to the bed, it would’ve kicked you off.” Alexander narrowed his eyes, suddenly