Evelyn’s Pov:
I wake up to his face once again. Was he staring at me as I was sleeping? I frown.
“Morning, princess." He greets me with a smile as his hand pushes back a strand of my hair behind my ear.
“Morning.” I say and realize that my voice has turned hoarse.
Remembering the reason, my heartbeat quickens, and a blush creeps up on my cheek.
Too shy and embarrassed to look at him, I lower my gaze and fiddle with my fingers.
“Is my princess shy?” He asks putting a finger under my chin and raising it to meet his eyes.
Too embarrassed, I shyly look at his eyes once before burying my face in his chest.
His chest vibrates with laughter as he brings his face closer to my ears and whispers, “I don’t remember seeing you shy when you were moaning and screaming my name loudly, princess?”
