Evelyn
I gently traced my fingers along his jawline, careful not to disturb his peaceful slumber. He appeared breathtakingly beautiful, an unconventional sort of magnificence that brought me tranquillity instead of the usual racing heartbeats.
After numerous times of literally f*****g the s**t out of each other that left us both physically spent, we had succumbed to sleep a few hours ago. But my rest had been short-lived. Perhaps fate or maybe god himself willed me to witness this scene, granting me the privilege of marvelling at its creation and seizing the opportunity for himself to brag about it.
Indeed I could give him the credit. Jacob was, in my eyes, flawless.
I brushed aside a lock of his chestnut-brown hair that had fallen onto his forehead. The colour complemented h
