Chapter 8

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Chiara felt Jess wake up beside her. She reached for his arm, trying to hold him to her. Even though she was still half asleep, her body didn't want him to leave her side.


Jess let out a soft chuckle.


"I'm just going to the bathroom," he whispered before giving her a kiss on the forehead.


Chiara reluctantly let go. She felt exhausted, but didn't want to go back to sleep until Jess was back in the bed.


"You're being kind of creepy," he yelled from behind the bathroom door.


She rolled her eyes at him.


"Kind of like watching me for years," she grumbled to herself.


Jess heard her comment though as he strolled back into the room.


"I can leave if you don't want me here," he quipped.


Chiara let out a low groan.


"Just get back into bed," she sighed.


It had been a couple days since their first fight. That day they had drove back to Chicago to talk to Gulia, who gave them a description of the man she saw that night. She also mentioned she thought she heard a camera shutter.


Jess climbed back into bed, slightly pushing her back to her side.


Sleeping with him felt so natural. Chiara couldn't believe that it had been only five days since their first night together.


"Come here," Jess cooed as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against his chest.


His arm stretched underneath her pillow, propping her head up slightly. While it was still early, Chiara knew today would be their first day back to the real world. She had a shift at Cenzo's she couldn't get covered, plus Annebeth had been blowing up her phone all week.


She circled her hips into his, trying to show her wanting.


"Not until you brush your teeth, nasty," he chuckled.


Chiara rolled out of bed and hurriedly completed her task. She jumped back into bed, straddling Jess's waist.


He laughed at her, clearly amused by her actions.


Chiara bent down and placed a cool, minty kiss on his lips. She moved her hips, indicating she wanted him.


Jess smiled through the kiss, grabbing onto her waist and pulling her closer to him. His fingertips placed on the exposed skin above her shorts.


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