Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 46

fter saying good night to the guys, I returned to the bedroom and found Drew in bed waiting for me

Well, don't you look all nice and comfy? I teased as I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth. Coming out when I was done, Drew patted the space ext to him. Come get in bed, angel,

ou have had a hell of a day and need a good night's sleep." Dew pulled back the covers for me. I climbed in and then slid over so I could cuddle with Im. Resting my head against Drew's chest, I rested my hand on his abdomen, idly sliding my fingers over his well-defined muscles. Drew began playing ith my hair, and I relaxed into him. I wasn't exhausted yet, but I was enjoying cuddling with him.

Tell me something I don't know about you, angel," Drew said quietly.

OK, but to be fair, you must do the same," I told him. He p

so I looked up at him

my skin crawl. I love horror movies, specially the ones from the 80s and 90s, though I have watched the old black and white ones too. I will read almost anything, but I prefer fiction over 1on-fiction unless it's a true crime or something I am interested in learning. I looked

turn; what do you think about what I shared? Tell me something I don't already

the most dangerous to us, and where they liked to hide. So when I was in the Middle East, it went from really

the idea; if you keep talking about it, I will have to strip the bed to ensure nothing in here with us. So let's move on unless you feel like putting a bed back together in the middle of the night." I interrupted Drew. I gave in an involuntary shudder at the thought of my head or any other part of my body getting anywhere near whatever the hell a sun spider was, and no, I was not going to be

because 1 have heard about what's in your e-reader library. Drew smirked, and my cheeks turned pink. "Yeah, yeah, so I read

action movie. I also enjoy some of the singing competitions and cooking shows." He shrugged as I

whispered. "I love watching survival shows. You know the whole, we are dropping you off for a week on this deserted island. Here's a piece of string and a pocket knife. Good luck. We

on a survival adventure," Drew teased, pretending to write in an imaginary notebook. I

spending time outside but insists on having a real bed indoors." Drew

sweet girl. You