I nodded idly, noting that I hadn't slept that long as long as I could remember. I never slept properly, most sleep I normally got was about five or six hours. Not because I went to bed late, but because I was tormented by nightmares about my parents. Jayden rose from his make-shift bed and I turned my head to say something, when I gasped. Jayden was semi-naked, covered only by a long pair of combat shorts. I stared at his gorgeous bare chest, muscles rippled beneath his skin has he picked up his blanket. He had the body of a Greek god, like a Michelangelo sculpture. He asked me something without looking at me and the words didn't reach my ears. He repeated the question, when no answer came he looked at me in concern. I blinked.

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