The moment she fell, Mia's vision went black.
Her upper body was sprawled across him, her cheek pressed to his chest, where she could hear his deafening heartbeat.
Felix propped himself up slightly, and from his vantage point…
The girl was lying on top of him. The loose shirt she wore covered her skin, but as she moved, the hem rode up, revealing her bare legs underneath.
He took only a single glance before frantically looking away. His gaze landed on her face. Her hair was a mess, her eyes were half-closed with her brow slightly furrowed, and her delicate pink lips were parted. Her hot breath washed over his chest as her lips moved...
Felix quickly turned his head away. His eyes were bloodshot, as if he could burn a hole through the heavy gray curtains and stare into the swirling vortex of the night.
"You should... get up."
Mia's nose had just slammed into his chest, and the pain brought tears to her eyes.
