Clearly not knowing what she was doing, Ariella Sawyer was still sleeping soundly.
As for where she was, she hadn't thought about it at all from the start.
With such a heavy person pressing on him, even Ryan Walyon should have woken up.
Opening his closed eyes, he looked at the woman who was still asleep on his chest.
In the dark, he couldn't see Ariella Sawyer's face, but he could feel her presence.
He wasn't particularly close to Ariella, yet he could accurately tell it was her in the dark.
Ryan Walyon didn't know why she had stayed the night, nor did he know why she was on top of him now.
However, knowing her bold nature, Ryan believed her actions weren't an act of throwing herself at him.
Besides, no one throwing themselves at someone would resemble an octopus.
Staring at Ariella Sawyer's arms wrapped around him for a while, Ryan Walyon frowned uncomfortably and peeled her arms off his neck.
His strength wasn't much, but Ariella was probably sleeping off-balance on him.
