(Maximo’s POV)
I don’t know how long I lay there watching her sleep.
Even with the moment over, the room continued to pulse with this weird electricity, and time stood still as my eyes feasted on her beautiful heart-shaped face, drinking her in.
In my head, our little tryst was over, and it was time to return to my room… you know, to turn in for the night.
But for some reason, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.
Penelope just looked so peaceful, her chest rising and falling with each calm breath.
She stirred in her sleep, and I held my breath, watching her eyelashes flutter as she muttered sleepy nothings and then went right back to her calm state.
There was an innocence about her in this vulnerable state that intrigued me, a huge contrast to the passionate woman who had just s
