117. HUSH MELODY!

MELODY’S POV. I couldn’t stop staring at her. Jensen lay sleeping peacefully on her back, one arm thrown above her head, the other resting on her stomach. Her short hair was loose and slightly messy from sleep, falling softly around her face. She looked so beautiful like this. I couldn’t even remember the last time she’d worn her hair down. One day she just stopped and cut it shorter. I never asked why. I assumed it was just another one of her phases. Suddenly, Jensen hummed low in her throat, a sleepy groan vibrating through her chest. Her eyes fluttered open, dark and heavy with lingering sleep and growing heat. “If you keep doing that,” she rasped, voice rough and dangerous, “I can’t promise I’ll keep you quiet.” I froze, cheeks burning. “Oh… I’m sorry.” “Too late, cupcake.” In one smooth motion, she flipped me onto my back and climbed on top of me, capturing my mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. Her tongue slid against mine possessively, tasting every corner like she wanted to d