Brenton's muscular arms wrapped around your waist as you tried to get out of bed, you knew it didn't mean anything though.

He's untouchable, and you're the closest to being in a relationship with him since he made it clear to everyone he didn't want it. You were his only one, yet so far from having his heart.

As you tried to creep out of bed, he nuzzles closer to you, his breath on the nape of your neck, breathing in your scent.