Hayle felt her bed shifting slowly, which mildly disturbed her. She thought she would feel the warmth behind her again. She had been waiting for Jaxter all day, but as she closed her eyes, he still hadn't shown up.
This time, Hayle felt the movement in front of her while she lay on her side with her hands tucked under her cheek. Slowly, she opened her eyes, making sure it wasn't someone else beside her now.
"Uh?" Hayle murmured, staring at the man now beside her. Indeed, it was Jaxter. He lay on his back next to her. Hayle glanced at the clock hanging on the wall within her view. It was early morning, though still too early.
Upon hearing Hayle finally wake up because of him, Jaxter glanced at her from the corner of his eye. He observed the sleepy face of the woman who looked so vulnerab
