I watched him sleeping on the couch. His chest went up and down as he took every breath. I looked at his closed eyes and luscious eyelashes that were almost touching his cheeks. I wondered if I will ever get used of his devastatingly handsome figure – his smooth olive skin, brown shiny hair, and lean sculpted body. I was wondering what the taste of his lips is.
Then his lips curved into a childish smile as his eyes slowly opened, and winked. “Relax. Don’t stare. You can still see me tomorrow.” He laughed mockingly before he closed his eyes again.
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