August and the Night by Nirvana Walker

Author:Nirvana Walker [Walker, Nirvana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-09T18:30:00+00:00

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Layla

I wake up in a daze, my surroundings unfamiliar for a moment. Slowly, the realization dawns on me that I'm not in the guest bedroom where I fell asleep. Instead, I find myself nestled in August's arms, his warmth enveloping me.

Confusion clouds my mind as I try to piece together how I ended up here. The notion that he carried me here to sleep next to me warms my chest and sends a blush to my face.

Carefully extricating myself from his arms, I tiptoe to the bathroom to freshen up. I glance back at him as I leave the room, noticing that he hasn't stirred. It's unusual; usually, his reflexes are sharp, and he wakes the second I move away from his arms.

After washing up, I head to the kitchen with a small smile tugging at my lips. He must have been really exhausted to be sleeping this deeply. I decide to take the opportunity to prepare breakfast for us.

As I move around the kitchen, the rhythmic sounds of cooking fill the air, and a sense of comfort washes over me. I'm getting used to this—being in his house, cooking together, and just enjoying each other’s company.

I set a plate of pancakes on the dining table along with some fresh fruits and two steaming cups of coffee. Glancing at the clock, I realize it's still early in the morning. It seems August needs the rest, and I'm content to let him sleep a little longer.

Sitting at the table, my thoughts drift to all the things I have to do today. I'm going to look at apartments, open up a bank account, and shop for new clothes.

I know that buying an apartment in secret from August is bad, but I don’t want him to go through the hassle of looking at apartments with me. I know August too well not to think that he wouldn’t tag along to help. I'm also certain that he thinks I'm rushing.

Lost in my thoughts, I don't notice the time passing until I hear a soft, groggy voice behind me. "Good morning," August's voice breaks through my reverie, and I turn to find him standing there, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Morning," I greet him with a smile, appreciating the sight of his ruffled hair and the hint of vulnerability that sleepiness brings out in him.

His gaze sweeps over the spread on the table, and a surprised expression crosses his face. "You made breakfast?"

I chuckle softly. "Yeah, thought I'd give it a try this time."

He walks over to me, his gaze lingering on me as if he's trying to read something in my expression. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," I reply, smiling brightly at him.

As we sit down to enjoy breakfast together, the sound of rain and birds fills the air, making me smile even wider, feeling content.

I can't help but playfully tease August as I sit across from him at the dining table, savoring the last bites of my pancake. "You know, Auggie," I begin mischievously, "I've noticed a pattern.

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