The Morning After
Silver lay awake studying the face of the man that had occupied her dreams for a while now. She stared at every corner of his face as if trying to engrave them in her mind. She couldn’t help but admire the impossibly long lashes that framed his spectacular eyes. Asides from his eyes; which was her favorite part of him.
His lashes were the next thing that called to her, the way they would flutter when he looked at her, it took some of the edge off his demeanor. The sharp jawline that completed his looks were so sharp she had to resist the urge to poke at it to confirm they wouldn’t cut her.
They also seem to highlight his proud cheekbones. She trailed her eyes down his yummy body, admiring his perfectly sinewy body, the tee shirt that he had worn to bed, doing nothing t
