~Brianna's pov~
I woke up to see arms wrapped around me, one covered in tattoos, and automatically knew it was Jaime. I loved his tattoos and couldn't wait to start getting them myself. He was still asleep and I was locked in his grip so I decided to turn around and lean more into his chest, listening his heartbeat. It picked up a tiny bit as he started to wake up and I looked up at him. For a minute he looked confused, then he smiled and kissed my forehead.
"Hey, Bri," he used the nickname he came up with. His voice was still scratchy from sleep and I couldn't describe how much I loved how it sounded.
"Morning," I smiled at him then pushed myself away making him pout for a minute. "I need to get dressed."
He nodded and said, "go ahead."
I looked at him skeptically, but honestly didn't care even if he was a guy. He had seen me at my worst a couple weeks ago and with that hospital get-up I had probably unintentionally flashed him. I grabbed this and got changed by the closet, not sure if he was watching.
I turned around to see him looking the opposite way, "you watched me, didn't you?"
"Hey you you pretty much invited me to," he defended.
"I just didn't care and it's my room," I replied as he got up and hugged me while I was fidgeting with my bracelets. I smiled at him and he laughed until I ran away from him and down the stairs.
"What was that for?!" he yelled down the stairs, following after me.
Time for some hide and seek.