Edward
I looked at Connor as he slept on the bed. His hair tousled about and partially spread on his forehead. His eyebrows tense as his hands fisted the sheets whilst his lips were pursed. He looked troubled even in his sleep and when I had woken up to use the bathroom, I was concerned thinking that he was experiencing a nightmare.
Only to hear him mutter about tries and penalties. For someone who insisted that he was ready to retire it seemed rugby even haunted him in his dreams. The past three weeks had been anything but not eventful.
From hiking, camping, Las Vegas being the wildest one and of course ending up in Los Angeles, I didn't even know which part was my favorite anymore. Henry and Claire had seemed to hit it off quite well and he made that official when he posted her on his Instagram.
