Khael's POV
I had no idea how long I had been out for but my eyes slowly peeled open and my whole body ached as soon as my senses returned.
"Shit!"
Seating just a short distance away from me was Han, seated on the single couch in the room. His robe looked like it was carelessly thrown on and I could see his abs peeking from underneath. I avoided his gaze and tried to get up.
"No!" I looked up and panicked at the bright sky from outside the window.
It seems too bright and a part of me could tell I had slept for too long.
"Where is my phone?" I thought frantically and hurried off the bed.
"Shit, I'm butt naked.
The moment I stepped off the bed, my legs wobbled and gave way. I fell to the ground, in a mess.
He rushed forward with his arms stretched to catch me and I turned to glare at him.
He was responsible for this.
"I do not want you to smash your head on my floor". He said, dryly and I shrugged out of his hold.
