Natalie P.O.V
It was a Monday; the start of a new week. I had been up early, but not on purpose; something had woken me before the dawn had even begun to dust the sky in red streaks and I wasn’t able to return to the land of dreams afterwards. So, I had watched Asher sleep for a while; his strong chest rising and falling with each breath, the way his eyes twitched below his dark lashes. It gave me some time to truly take in his splendour. I found at times, I wasn’t able to look at him out of embarrassment. My body reacted to him so irrationally, that occasionally I felt the heat rise in my cheeks with no real reason other than the way I knew he would look at me if we made eye contact. But at last, I had a moment to indulge. The way his muscles curved like smooth rock on a seaside shore, a
