C81 Amelia's POV

We laid there on his bed with my legs atop his underneath the duvet. My head stayed on his chest, listening to his racing heart.

“Does it always beat like that when I’m with you?”. He looked at me and I tapped his chest lightly. “Your heart. Does it always race like that?”.

“Yeah”. He replied rubbing circles around my waist.

It was quiet again and I cleared my throat